Quotes About Sea

He wakes! The steel giant wakes! Long, long ago he rose from the sea, with the blood of life streaming from his belly. And then they buried him with thunder...and...carrots...at Stonehenge. But now he wakes again. The Age of Rotten Fish is over; the Age of Steel and Bombs is upon us. And he had come to give us life and strength, to free us form these cells, to restore us once again to baseball and ping pong! Sent by God from the Great Beyond!!!

As the sea, when it lies calm and deeply transparent, yearns for heaven, so may the pure heart, when it is calm and deeply transparent, yearn for the Good.

Ideas were like the tides of the sea or the phases of the moon, they came into being, rose and grew in their proper time, and then ebbed, darkened, and vanished when the great wheel turned.

Whitecaps in profusion all around me, but somehow in your eyes I found the strength to sail upon that raging sea.

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.

There was a brisk northern wind, heavy and wet with the salt of the sea, and he felt, as he turned his face to it, fresh life and strength surging in his blood and bracing his limbs.

Poseidon's trident was also all over the place, since Peter the Great wanted to stress Russia's sea power. I especially like the trident on top of an obelisk -- what a great Egyptian/Greek mix up!

Sí, pero, ¿adónde vamos? -Ya os lo he dicho. Donde el aire es puro, donde el ruido adormece, donde por orgulloso que el hombre sea se siente humillado y pequeño; amo estas impresiones, yo, a quien llaman el dueño del mundo como a Augusto. -Pero, ¿adónde vais? -Al mar

The sea was calm with a fresh wind blowing from the south-east; they sailed under a sky of azure where God was also lighting up his lanterns, each one of which is a world.

El calor del día había ido declinando gradualmente, y se principiaba a sentir la ligera brisa, que parece la respiración de la naturaleza, exhalándose después de la calurosa siesta del mediodía; soplo agradable que refresca las costas del Mediterráneo, y lleva de ribera en ribera el perfume de los árboles, mezclado al ocre olor del mar.

And what solitude is more vast and more poetic than that of a ship sailing alone on the sea, in the darkness of night and the silence of infinity, under the eye of the Lord?

and what solitude is more complete, or more poetical, than that of a ship floating in isolation on the sea during the obscurity of the night, in the silence of immensity, and under the eye of heaven?

But excessive grief is like a storm at sea, where the frail bark is tossed from the depths to the top of the wave. Dantès recoiled from the idea of so infamous a death, and passed suddenly from despair to an ardent desire for life and liberty.

Captain van Deken

La mer est le cimetière du château d'If.

At midnight the wind in the trees can sound like the ocean. The moonlight can make a road appear as endless as the sea.

If every life is a river, then it's little wonder that we do not even notice the changes that occur until we are far out in the darkest sea.

She was so close to the sea that when Maria licked her lips she tasted salt. There were different kinds of birds here, gulls and terns that wheeled through the pink-tinged sky. Soon the water she walked through was brackish, and all along the shore small crabs burrowed in the mud. Maria climbed a tree in which to safely rest for the evening, and from that high vantage point she could see blue in the distance, the miraculous sea.

By the time spring had fully bloomed, he would be flying. He would never be far from the girl who had been born on a snowy day, whose father had come home from the sea so that he could tell her every story he knew, whose sister took her in her arms to read to her, whose mother would teach her all she needed to know.

I was so unaccustomed to such emotions it took some time before I realized I was happy. The sea was ever changing, ever interesting

A ship there is and she sails the sea, She's loaded deep as deep can be, But not so deep as the love I'm in I know not if I sink or swim. The water is wide, I cannot get o'er it And neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that will carry two And both shall row, my Love and I.

Be cautious, be sure of yourself, be careful of outsiders, beware of women who have the nerve to meet your eyes, who think they're your equals, who do as they please, who please you as well, who will never do as they're told. Maria glanced behind her when they reached the sea.

The sea was a dangerous enemy, and we were surrounded by it. But I remembered what my father had told me. You could grow to love something so strong and elemental, but you'd have to value the beauty of it more than you did your own life.

An Eastern Ballad I speak of love that comes to mind: The moon is faithful, although blind; She moves in thought she cannot speak. Perfect care has made her bleak. I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child. I wake to see the world go wild.