Only when you’ve been thrown a million times from the fiercest bucking bronco, getting back on, getting thrown again, and getting back on and having it out with that horse until you’ve finally mastered him—only then do you acquire the stealth, the majesty, the life of one who is unmoved by phenomenon, who freely masters what is in the world at his will—of the majestic seahawk.

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