At Sea Quotes
The Lord Jesus is a deep sea of joy; my soul shall dive therein, shall be swallowed up in the delights of his society.
The most alarming of all man's assaults upon the environment is the contamination of air, earth, rivers, and sea with dangerous and even lethal materials.
Once there were two brothers. One ran away to sea; the other was elected vice president of the United States. And nothing was heard of either of them again.
There is nothing so good as a burial at sea. It is simple, tidy, and not very incriminating.
It isn't the oceans which cut us off from the world - it's the American way of looking at things.
There is no beauty or romance or mystery in the sea except for the men that sail abroad upon it, and those who stay at home and dream of them.
Ah, what a life is theirs who live in Christ; How vast the mystery! Reaching in height to heaven, and in its depth The unfathomed sea!
The earth, the sea and air are the concern of every nation. And science, technology, and education can be the ally of every nation.
Generally, we are united in the belief that all rod design has been progressive and that the ideas about fly rods in the past were so bad as to make it amazing that people were able to fish at all.
We were made to enjoy music, to enjoy beautiful sunsets, to enjoy looking at the billows of the sea and to be thrilled with a rose that is bedecked with dew.
The interior of Mexico consists of a mass of volcanic rocks, thrust up to a great height above the sea-level.
In the beginning, said a Persian poet Allah took a rose, a lily, a dove, a serpent, a little honey, a Dead Sea apple, and a handful of clay. When he looked at the amalgram it was a woman.
Lovers of literature will look for the remains of the golden treasure in that shipwreck on the bottom of the sea of criticism.
The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural and wonderful existence. It is nothing but love and emotion; it is the 'Living Infinite.
The English, a spirited nation, claim the empire of the sea; the French, a calmer nation, claim that of the air.
I'm thankful for the sea breeze that feels so good right now, and the scent of jasmine when the sun starts going down.
When I was a child, love to me was what the sea is to a fish: something you swim in while you are going about the important affairs of life.
Glorious is the tumult of the waves that crash against a vessel, preparing it for the seas of life.
If you pinch the sea of its liberty, though it be walls of stone or brass, it will beat them down.
Under the heavens and under the sea there's a friend I don't know, who holds the right key.
A collection of short stories is generally thought to be a horrendous clinker; an enforced courtesy for the elderly writer who wants to display the trophies of his youth, along with his trout flies.
At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach, A fisherman stood aghast, To see the form of a maiden fair, Lashed close to a drifting mast.
You're more likely to drown in the sea of sameness than get eaten by a shark while navigating new waters.
To be bitter is to attribute intent and personality to the formless, infinite, unchanging and unchangeable void. We drift on a chartless, resistless sea. Let us sing when we can, and forget the rest.
I am driven out of fatherlands and motherlands. Thus I now love only my children's land, yet undiscovered, in the farthest sea; for this I bid my sails search and search.
Politics is like navigation in a sea without charts, and wise men live the lives of pilgrims.
I once saw a lump of Greenland breaking off into the sea and moving south, which of course will affect the atmosphere and us generally, and it'll happen more and more.
Fifty percent of our country that we own, have all legal jurisdiction, have all rights to do whatever we want, lies beneath the sea and we have better maps of Mars than that 50 percent.
The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea.
She loves the serene brutality of the ocean, loves the electric power she felt with each breath of wet, briny air.
An inexhaustible good nature is one of the most precious gifts of heaven, spreading itself like oil over the troubled sea of thought, and keeping the mind smooth and equable in the roughest weather.
I throw a kiss across the sea, I drink the winds as drinking wine, And dream they all are blown from thee, I catch the whisper'd kiss of thine.
The work to me is everything, and I would throw every rule overboard and send them to the bottom of the sea tomorrow, if I felt there were a more excellent way.
