Eugene O''Neill

[bista]

Does anyone know where this is from?

"I lay on the bowsprit, with the water foaming into spume under me, the masts with every sail white in the moonlight towering above me. I became drunk with the beauty and singing rhythm of it, and for a moment lost myself--actually lost my life. I was set free...dissolved in the sea, became white sails and flying spray, became beauty and rhythm and the high dim-starred sky...I belonged within a unity and joy to life itself."

Thanks,
Bill

[RichH]

sounds a bit like like Joseph Conrad.

[SailorMitch]

According to Google just now, it''s from "Long Days Journey into Night." But it came from a quote in some woman''s blog, so she could be wrong.

[TrueBlue]

It''s a passage from Edmund''s speech in the play by Eugene O''Neill, "Long Days Journey Into Night". . . according to my literary daughter.