| Quote #16
It will uncramp though, he thought. Surely it will uncramp to help my right hand. There are three things that are brothers: the fish and my two hands. It must uncramp. It is unworthy of it to be cramped. The fish had slowed again and was going at his usual pace. (3.63)
The old man is conflicted over the feelings he has for his hand, just as he is towards the fish.
| Quote #17
It was dark now as it becomes dark quickly after the sun sets in September. He lay against the worn wood of the bow and rested all that he could. The first stars were out. He did not know the name of Rigel but he saw it and knew soon they would all be out and he would have all his distant friends.
The old man identifies friendship with that which he reveres – the stars, the marlin, and DiMaggio.
| Quote #18
"Keep my head dear," he said against the wood of the bow. "I am a tired old man. But I have killed this fish which is my brother and now I must do the slave work." (4.69)
The old man identifies the fish as his brother both before and after he kills him.