Seagull you fly against the horizon Into a misty morning sun Seagull you must have known The shape of things to come

Eagles are seagulls with a good hairdo.

Wine and tobacco destroy the individuality. After a cigar or a glass of vodka you are no longer Peter Sorin, but Peter Sorin plus somebody else. Your ego breaks in two: you begin to think of yourself in the third person.

When it blows here, even the seagulls walk.

The seagull sees farthest who flies highest

When the seagulls follow the trawler, it's because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea.