But I looked out at the waves far below the bluff. They looked violent, erupting against the cliff. I watched them rising - up, up, higher, higher - then falling, crashing, swirling into chaos, passing away. I breathed deeply. I tried to breathe space between my thoughts, find the space between the anger.
Saltwater Buddha: A Surfers Quest to Find Zen on the Sea (Large Print 16pt) (ed. 2010)