Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were
the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.
The Old Man and the Sea
Describes Cuban fisherman Santiago, the
"old man" in the title. |
Anyone can be a fisherman in May.
The Old Man and the Sea |
He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women , nor of great
occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of
strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and
of the lions on the beaChapter They played like young cats in
the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy.
The Old Man and the Sea |
Why did they make birds so delicate and fine as those sea
swallows when the ocean can be so cruel? She is kind and very
beautiful. But she can be so cruel and it comes so suddenly
and such birds that fly, dipping and hunting, with their small
sad voices are made too delicately for the sea.
The Old Man and the Sea |
But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something
that gave or withheld great favors, and if she did wild or wicked
things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects
her as it does a woman, he thought.
The Old Man and the Sea |
Now is the time to think of only one thing. That which I was
born for.
The Old Man and the Sea |
I wish I had the boy.
The Old Man and the Sea
Santiago longs for the companionship of
the boy Manolin, his loyal friend. |
He is wonderful and strange and who knows how old he is, he
thought. Never have I had such a strong fish nor one who acted
so strangely... He cannot know that it is only one man against
him, nor that it is an old man. But what a great fish he is
and what will he bring in the market if the flesh is good.
The Old Man and the Sea |
My choice was to go there and find him beyond all people.
Beyond all people in the world. Now we are joined together and
have been since noon. And no one to help either of us.
The Old Man and the Sea |
Fish, I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill
you dead before this day ends.
The Old Man and the Sea |
The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he
looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves
against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching
again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.
The Old Man and the Sea |
If I were him I would put in everything now and go until something
broke. But, thank God, they are not as intelligent as we who
kill them; although they are more noble and more able.
The Old Man and the Sea |
But I must have the confidence and I must be worthy of the
great DiMaggio who does all things perfectly even with the pain
of the bone spur in his heel.
The Old Man and the Sea
. |
"The fish is my friend too," he said aloud. "I
have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him.
I'm glad we do not have to kill the stars.
The Old Man and the Sea |
It is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the
moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill
our true brothers.
The Old Man and the Sea |
A man is never lost at sea.
The Old Man and the Sea |
Fish, you are going to have to die anyway. Do you have to
kill me too?
The Old Man and the Sea |
You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have
a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful,
or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother. Come on and
kill me. I do not care who kills who.
The Old Man and the Sea |
Then the fish came alive, with his death in him, and rose
high out of the water showing all his great length and width
and all his power and his beauty. He seemed to hang in the air
above the old man in the skiff. Then he fell into the water
with a crash that sent spray over the old man and over all the
skiff.
The Old Man and the Sea
The killing of the marlin, marking the
climax of the novella. |
I think the great DiMaggio would be proud of me today.
The Old Man and the Sea |
But a man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but
not defeated.
The Old Man and the Sea |
You did not kill the fish only to keep alive and to sell for
food, he thought. You killed him for pride and because you are
a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive and you loved him
after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it
more?
The Old Man and the Sea |
They beat me, Manolin," he said. "They truly beat
me."
"He didn't beat you. Not the fish."
"No. Truly. It was afterwards."
The Old Man and the Sea
Santiago, beaten by sharks but not the
marlin, completes the novella undefeated and in possession of
his dignity. |
To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.
The Old Man and the Sea |
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