Life is immense. The land is too big a ship. Nevertheless you can only hear the sea from the land. And the music of the land is surely God's music, but definitely not God's Solo. There's still so many strings one may touch. We were not born on a ship and won't end here anyway.
“He ceases to be a wrongdoer. He ceases also to be a creature capable of moral choice.” “Padre… We’re not concerned with motives, with the higher ethics. We are concerned only with cutting down crime."