Galvin Kennedy

“The sun had risen higher and the sky was totally clear. Slipping between some boulders, I perched in a hollow like a seagull and looked out at the sea with delight. I felt my body, strong, cool, obedient; my mind, following the waves, was turning into a wave in its own right, subordinating itself without resistance to the sea’s dancing rhythm. Yet my heart was slowly being aroused. Dark voices rose from inside me and I knew the caller. Whenever I remained alone for a moment, he, suffering from unmentionable desires and vehement, exaggerated hopes, moaned inside me, expecting me to bring him salvation.”
― Nikos Kazantzakis, Zorba the Greek