At Sea Quotes
A WATERY BLISSAs busy as an ice cream freezer, On a Sunday getting hotter, Happy is the honey eater-The busy ocean otter, Floating alongside Teter, On a sea full of water.
Dear Gris, if there's one thing I can't abide it's a bad poet.
The sea, like a crinkled chart, spread to the horizon, and lapped the sharp outline of the coast, while the houses were white shells in a rounded grotto, pricked here and there by a great orange sun.
...this beginning motion, this first time when a sail truly filled and the boat took life and knifed across the lake under perfect control, this was so beautiful it stopped my breath...
A full moon sprinkled the black ocean with diamonds, and she could imagine fairies dancing in the silver foam that laced the huge, dark waves.
Let only the young come, Says the sea. Let them kiss my face And hear me. I am the last word And I tell Where storms and stars come from.
A scientist said once that if the ocean were as clear as the sky, if we could see everything in it, no one would ever go in the sea.
Do not think to swim below. The ocean is already pushing into ears, sinuses, temples, the softness of eyes, and the harpsichord strings behind the kneecaps.
…And the sound of the sea, like the wild-animal breath of the world itself, frightened them as it gasped and died at their feet.
The sea reminds me of my finiteness, limitations, minuteness and powerlessness, because the sea is none of these.
The sea was surging among the pilings like the blithe mindless forces of dissolution.
I was afraid of the sea when I was a girl. Someone said it went on forever and that frightened me. I wondered why my parents had chosen to live at the beginning and the end of the world.
Tidal waves surge forward, And in their wake, Stale water is replenished.(Haiku from Chapter Thirty, SHADOWWATER)
When I walk down the beach and smell the salt water, hear the waves crashing against the shoreline, and feel the granular sand under my feet, I can't help but realize why I'm here on this green earth
The colour of the sea and the skyAre both blue and yet distinctOne depends on the other And, the other is by love inked…
The day was cold, and every time the little transparent fans of water swept in and drew back, the wet sand mirrored a clear sky and the sun on its way down.
She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above.
My soul is full of longingfor the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great oceansends a thrilling pulse through me.
You can’t believe how bleeding scary the sea is! There’s, like, whales and storms and shit! They don’t bloody tell you that!
It takes just one wave to capsize a boat, and one more to take it down.
With this idea, being a man with long experience of the sea (and they certainly have a great advantage over other men in any sort of task)...
He said he owned the land, He said he owned the sea, Through his sweet lies and manipulation, He was trying to own me
You are the sick prince of my cerise innovations and in your drowning caresses I walk the sea
Sometimes life has a habit of flooding over you and rushing you along in its overwhelming tide.
A faint smile played on his lips. "Obedience does not come naturally to you, does it""No...sir""I must take some blame for that, I suppose. The sea does not like to be restrained.
The warmly cool, clear, ringing, perfumed, overflowing, redundant days, were as crystal goblets of Persian sherbet, heaped up—flaked up, with rose-water snow.
The sea is a lonely and hostile place, Captain, ' Jansen said coldly. 'It is always best not to make enemies of those who might be your friends. You never know when your ships may cross
Day and night, their frail and crippled ships defy the tempest.
Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of words and people, Sick of the city, wanting the sea.
You have the beach but not the sea? No use! You have the sea but not the beach? No use!
The sea, perhaps because of its saltiness, roughens the outside but keeps sweet the kernel of its servants' soul.
Then very faintly, he heard above his head the low familiar murmur of the sea outside. At once the comfortable noise made him cheerful, and he even remembered what they were supposed to be.
oh god i live in sea of shallow people ..i hope someday find who really deeper than every book i read it..
Seasickness in itself is not contagious, but I’m pretty sure that puking is extremely contagious.
She loved the sea. She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of the horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above. It made her feel small, but free as well.
It is my favorite thing, I think, that I have ever seen. Sometimes I catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It seems big enough to contain everything anyone could ever feel.
Never seen the sea! How could anyone not have seen the sea? Surely the sea must somehow belong to the happiness of every child.
A pebble thrown in a poolmay ripple from end to end, but tossed into the sea, it is swallowed by enormity.
In a sea of strangers, you've longed to know me.Your life spent sailingto my shores.
Sometimes the storm winds blow so strong a man has no choice but to furl his sails.