To sail is to learn

"My goal," he said, quite quietly. "Is to be the boy who rocks the boat." The girl passed this off as a sexual reference, although seeing as she'd never ventured down that alley, wasn't too sure.
"Why do you want things stable when you don't get anything from it? I want to brave the storm and sail the waves and learn how to handle the hidden rocks."
The silence stretched out between them. She didn't know how to answer at all, let alone whether she was supposed to. "What happens if you get shipwrecked," she wondered. "What's the point?"
"What's the point if you don't try at all," he countered.