1.Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.
2.But,then,nothing is easy.
3.A man is not made for defeat,a man can be destroyed but not defeated.
4.The clouds over the land now rose like mountains and the coast was only a long green line with the gray-blue hills behind it. The water was a dark blue now,so dark that it was almost purple.
5.Now is no time to think of what you do not have. Think of what you can do with what there is.
6.It is silly not to hope,he thought.
7.But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert. Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.
8.They were strange shoulders,still powerful although very old,and the neck was still strong too and the creases did not show so much when the old man was asleep and his head fallen forward.
9.His shirt had been patched so many times that it was like the sail and the patches were faded to many different shades by the sun.
“But a man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.”
1.Man is not made for defeat. A man can be destroyed but not defeated
2.Perhaps I should not have been a fisherman,he thought,but that was the thing that I was born for
3.Fish,I love you and respect you very much,but I will kill you dead before this day ends.
4.the old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in the back of his neck.
5.Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and 6.were cheerful and undefeated.
7.Others,of the older fishermen,looked at him and were sad.
8.The old man looked at him with his sun-burned confident loving eyes.
9.Twice more it was the same on the turns.
10.i will try again ,the old man promised,although his hands were mushy now and swam off again slowly with the great tail weaving in the air