The sea's only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. I also know how important it is not necessarily to be strong-- but to feel strong. To measure yourself at least once-- to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions. Facing the blind death stone alone with nothing to help you but your hands and your own head.
I memorized these beautiful words.
una de las partes mas bellas de Into the Wild.
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