Quotes About Waves

For a moment I was disoriented, seized by panic; could a ghost embody itself through wavelengths, electronic dots, a picture tube? What are the dead, anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?

could a ghost embody itself through wavelengths, electronic dots, a picture tube? What are the dead, anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?

unbearable claustrophobia of the soul, the windowless room, no way out, waves of shame and horror

When I go down by the sandy shore I can think of nothing I want more Than to live by the booming sea As the seagulls flutter round about me I can run about--when the tide is out With the wind and the sand and the sea all about And the seagulls are swirling and diving for fish Oh-to live by the sea is my only wish.

Our land moved in grassy waves toward the water. The land ended at the water. Maybe my mother had forgotten this. And kept on walking.

Lontano di già si è ritirato il mare Ma nei tuoi occhi socchiusi Due piccole onde son rimaste Demoni e meraviglie Venti e maree Due piccole onde per annegarmi.

Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis

When I looked at them, they made up a sea.

I went back to my cabin and lay down on my berth. Everything trembled as if it had a spring at its very center. I could hear the small waves lap-lapping around the ship. They made an unexpected sound, as if a vessel filled with liquid had been placed on its side and now was slowly emptying out.

They still spoke a thousand languages—Spanish, too, to be sure, but also a thicket of songs and grammars. Mexico—the sound of wind in the ruins. Mexico—the waves rushing the shore. Mexico—the sand dunes, the snowfields, the steam of sleeping Popocatépetl

out over the sea," he said. When it

The bottom line is that heat kills more people than any other natural disaster, and yet heat waves go unnamed.

I had been dreaming myself a fish, silvered by sun as it leapt from the sea. The waves dissolved, became amphorae and grain sacks again.

Cada día era de un color diferente, sus olas, coronadas de espuma, alcanzaban una altura distinta, pero siempre poseía la misma incesante intensidad que te atraía hacia el horizonte.

Gravity acts on all forms of mass and energy, but energy comes in a host of very different forms that behave in peculiar ways that were not known in Newton's day. Wotst of all, gravity gravitates. Those waves of gravity that spread out, rippling the curvature of space, carry energy too and that energy acts as a source for its own gravity field. Gravity interacts with itself in a way that light does not.

The powerful wind swept his hair away from his face; he leaned his chest into the wind, as if he stood on the deck of a ship heading into the wind, slicing through the waves of an ocean he'd not yet seen.

Shifting from one hip to the other in his lumbering, elephantine fashion, Ignatius sent waves of flesh rippling beneath the tweed and flannel, waves that broke upon buttons and seams. Thus

I did not stop to think that one wave is inevitably followed by another even larger and more powerful, when the tide is coming in.

Pandemics often come in waves, and the cumulative "morbidity" rate—the number of people who get sick in all the waves combined—often exceeds 50 percent.

Pandemics often come in waves, and the cumulative "morbidity" rate—the number of people who get sick in all the waves combined—often exceeds 50 percent. One virologist considers influenza so infectious that he calls it "a special instance" among infectious diseases, "transmitted so effectively that it exhausts the supply of susceptible hosts.

I close my eyes and feelings flood through my veins, my tears fall creating wounds on my skin, bleeding the pain of this impossible love, because when I scream your name there is no answer, only the silence of the waves and the echo of my voice. For the many wounds caused by these tears I cry endlessly to show you that I loved you, I love you and will always love you.

You are the sun in my day, the wind in my sky, the waves in my ocean and the beat in my heart... I Love You!

the sea was hidden by the house's curve, but we could both hear it, the distant hiss of waves against sand.

sideways as Kate struggled to tighten his girth. His long, black mane rippled in waves down his muscular neck; his tail almost touched the ground.