Quotation from: The Cruise of the Snark

Written by: Jack London


We passed through the Golden Gate and headed south. We dropped the
mountains of California beneath the horizon, and daily the surf grew
warmer. But there were no flying fish, no bonita and dolphin. The
ocean was bereft of life. Never had I sailed on so forsaken a sea.
Always, before, in the same latitudes, had I encountered flying
fish.


"Never mind," I said. "Wait till we get off the coast of Southern
California. Then we'll pick up the flying fish."

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