In some ways deserts and oceans are similar: in them, it is very easy to be alone. But the ocean here—like so many other large bodies of water in the desert—is an illusion, an imaginary oasis reflecting an image of home.
But I know solitude. Three years in the desert have taught me its taste.
What is frightening is not the consuming of youth out there in that mineral landscape,
but the perception that far away from you the whole world is growing old.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry / Wind, Sand and Stars (1939)