You know, God has a plan for me, and I’m going to follow in his footsteps and just rejoice and be happy.

The sea can bind us to her many moods, whispering to us by the subtle token of a shadow or a gleam upon the waves, and hinting in these ways of her mournfulness or rejoicing. Always she is remembering old things, and these memories, though we may not grasp them, are imparted to us, so that we share her gaiety or remorse.

I would have loved to go out there and defend my title, but right now, I’m just rejoicing, and so far, this has just been an amazing experience.

Anyone who found the secret of rejoicing when things go well without being annoyed when they go badly would have found the point.