Quotes About Coast

Fever coast, Mr Forshaw – mangrove swamp and mud. Not worth it." They kept a distance off the reef, well out of mosquito range.

I live on the beautiful Northern California coast. I have always loved hiking, whale watching and being outdoors.

Whenever I tell people in Berkeley, Calif., where I live, that I'm headed to the beach in Alabama, they are shocked. Most people outside of the Gulf Coast have no idea that Alabama has beaches - even though if you look at a map of Alabama, there is a part of it that looks as if it should belong to Florida.

The beauty of Maine is such that you can't really see it clearly while you live there. But now that I've moved away, with each return it all becomes almost hallucinatory: the dark blue water, the rocky coast with occasional flashes of white sand, the jasper stone beaches along the coast, the pine and fir forests somehow vivid in their stillness.

There is a lot of lip service paid in this Congress and downtown at the White House about family values and small business. Who better represents family values and small business than the fishermen and women on the Oregon and California coast.

The new discovery of a 3.3 billion barrel oil deposit off Norway's coast cements that nation's claim to being Europe's second largest oil producer.

Look at me, Conan!" She threw wide her arms. "I am Belit, queen of the black coast. Oh, tiger of the North, you are cold as the snowy mountains which bred you. Take me and crush me with your fierce love! Go with me to the ends of the earth and the ends of the sea! I am a queen by fire and steel and slaughter–be thou my king!

He had spent much of his childhood perched on the coast, with the taste of salt in the air: this was a place of woodland and river, mysterious and secretive in a different way from St. Mawes, the little town with its long smuggling history, where colorful houses tumbled down to the beach.

Kangeraatisaaq was one of dozens of small villages along the coast which the notorious G60 Policy in the 1950s and 1960s had rendered obsolete. It was too difficult to provide these villages with the services they hadn't asked for in the first place, and too much of a drain on the Danish taxpayer to keep them afloat even though they'd already been afloat, without Danish kroner, for centuries. Besides, joked the Danes, their names were too hard to pronounce.

En el plano estratégico, Gran Bretaña era un portaaviones amarrado de continuo en la costa europea y tenía muchísimo espacio para cubiertas de despegue.

I know the English are terribly sentimental about the sea, but I can live without it.

He pointed out to him the bearings of the coast, explained to him the variations of the compass, and taught him to read in that vast book opened over our heads which they call heaven, and where God writes in azure with letters of diamonds.

I'm part ocean, part mountain. Maybe that's why I love California.

I love the beach. I love the sea. All my life I live within - in front of the sea.

Everything about it and the fierce old coast around it, had the ring and taste and feel of utter rightness to me. Its peace and loneliness crept into my veins and ran there, its wildness called out to the deep buried wildness in my heart.

The first goal to be able to divide my life between two lovely places, an island off the coast of France and a village surrounded by Spanish mountains has been achieved.

An Fallschirmen senken sich sachte wie im Schlaf Tausende Soldaten auf das Küstenland herab, Heuschreckensegen, auf den die meisten hier sehnlich gewartet haben.

My home was 25 miles from the gulf, and I did not want to see it become a shorefront property.

If you want to know why the coast is such an inspirational place, ask Herman Melville, Jack London, Nordhoff and Hall, Robert Louis Stevenson or Joseph Conrad. It's a glimpse of eternity. It invites rumination, the relentless whisper of the tide against the shore.

In the wake of 9/11, my wife Trish and I were stranded on the East Coast. We had planned a vacation to Greece, but flights had been halted. Instead, we ended up on a tiny island off the coast of Georgia.

Something killed them. Long ago. I don't know exactly what. Some great cataclysm of the earth, that buried whole cities in a matter of days. It sank the coast, drowning harbour towns, and changed the courses of rivers. It wiped out the dragons, and I think it killed the Elderlings as well.

coastline was, with the tides

raids on the coast of England and Ireland by slavers from Africa. One whole village, Baltimore, on the Irish coast, was carried off in one raid.

She sells seashells by the seashore.