Hostility vs. Strangeness

"No land was in sight, nor had been for many hours. He was on the high seas, the waste places of Perelandra, as he had not been since his first arrival. The sea-noises continuously filled his ear: the sea-smell, unmistakable and stirring as that of our Tellurian oceans, but quite different in its warmth and golden sweetness, entered into his brain. It also was wild and strange. It was not hostile: if that had been, its wildness and strangeness would have been the less, for hostility is a relation and an enemy is not a total stranger."

-From chapter 12 of C.S. Lewis' Perelandra