Shoreless

1932, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Night Flight (1931), translated by Stuart Gilbert, New York: Harcourt, Brace & World, 1942, p. 83, A shoreless night, the pilot thought, leading to no anchorage (for every port was unattainable, it seemed), nor toward dawn.

Organic Life beneath the shoreless waves / Was born and nurs'd in Ocean's pearly caves;

Our earthly fire again, no matter how fierce or widespread it may be, is always of a limited extent; but the lake of fire in hell is boundless, shoreless and bottomless.

In other words, the infinite, unlimited and shoreless ocean now is made to look upon itself through the drop as merely the limited drop of that infinite, unlimited and shoreless ocean...