Quotes About Fish

Chance is always powerful, let your hook always be cast; in the pool where you least expect it, there will be a fish.

Fish is the only food that is considered spoiled once it smells like what it is.

Poaching?" Granda raised his hand to rake his fingers through his white hair. "That is our land, Irish land. Our stream and our fish. Cunningham, a man who comes once a year, has it all by the terrible might of the English.

Probably for the best, though. Turns out New World's oceans aren't really for fishing." "Why not?" "Oh, the fish are the size of your boat and they swim up alongside and look you in the eye and tell you how they're going to eat you." She laughs a little. "And then they eat you.

Auri took it, and peered inside the small leather sack. "Why this is lovely, Kvothe. What lives in the salt?" Trace minerals, I thought. Chromium, bassal, malium, iodine . . . everything your body needs but probably can't get from apples and bread and whatever you manage to scrounge up when I can't find you. "The dreams of fish," I said. "And sailor's songs.

Grenouille's mother, however, perceived the odor neither of the fish nor of the corpses, for her sense of smell had been utterly dulled, besides which her belly hurt, and the pain deadened all susceptibility of sensate impressions.

People even travelled to Lapland, up there in the North, with its eternal ice and savages who gorged themselves on raw fish.

Attitude aside, a man in a five–hundred–dollar suit, no matter how wrinkled or soiled, does not take to street life nearly as easily as a fish takes to smog. First

I fuck like an overturned guppy.

If I were a bass, I'd want to be a tarpon," I

It was our favorite part of the day, this in-between time, and it always seemed to last longer than it should—a magic and lavender space unpinned from the hours around it, between worlds. I held my reel and felt the line list, and was back in Cologne with Ernest and Chink. Back at my first fish, knowing there wouldn't be any fish without this one, and no love without this first one either.

Your river is gorgeous." I leaned through a cloud of clean-smelling hair tonic to kiss his cheek. "It was gleaming with fish when we crossed it." "Glad you're keen on the trout.

She was no longer free? Yes! thank God, she was no longer free. But she was light, a nymph on clouds, a fish in water, lost in happiness.

Remember the waterfront shack with the sign FRESH FISH SOLD HERE. Of course it's fresh, we're on the ocean. Of course it's for sale, we're not giving it away. Of course it's here, otherwise the sign would be someplace else. The final sign: FISH.

The fish might well have disappeared already, but Brody wasn't willing to gamble lives on the possibility: the odds might be good, but the stakes were prohibitively high.

till he'd tried it. You have to understand. There's nothing in the sea this fish would fear. Other fish run from bigger things. That's their instinct. But this fish doesn't run from anything. He doesn't know fear. He might be cautious—

I woke sometime in the middle of the night and lay in the hammock, wriggled my foot out of the sleeping bag into the chill and found the rough ground with my bare foot and rocked myself back and forth. And watched the stars swim against the mesh of leaves. Like a fish nosing a net. This is what we are, what we do: nose a net, push push, a net that never exists. The knots in the mesh as strong as our own believing. Our own fears.

Of all the creatures that live in the water, you may eat anything with fins and scales,

but you may not eat anything that does not have fins and scales; it is unclean for you.

Additionally, men of Tyre who lived there were importing fish and all kinds of merchandise and selling them on the Sabbath to the people of Judah in Jerusalem.

He turned their waters to blood and caused their fish to die.

But I will put hooks in your jaws and cause the fish of your streams to cling to your scales. I will haul you up out of your rivers, and all the fish of your streams will cling to your scales.

Now the LORD had appointed a great fish to swallow Jonah, and Jonah spent three days and three nights in the belly of the fish.

Once again, the kingdom of heaven is like a net that was cast into the sea and caught all kinds of fish.