Quotes About Horizon

Les malheurs ont leurs symptômes comme les maladies, et il n'y a rien de si redoutable en mer qu'un petit point noir à l'horizon. P 123

My favorite thing to see that I've been surprised at is watching the moon rises and moon sets that just move so fast it's like it jumps off of the horizon and up and over us.

The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.

For many years, I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that color of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away. The color of that distance is the color of an emotion, the color of solitude and of desire, the color of there seen from here, the color of where you are not. And the color of where you can never go.

Outside a pale dawn threaded the sky with silver.

There is something in the first gray streaks stretching along the eastern horizon and throwing an indistinct light upon the face of the deep, which combines with the boundlessness and unknown depth of the sea around, and gives one a feeling of loneliness, of dread, and of melancholy foreboding, which nothing else in nature can. This gradually passes away as the light grows brighter, and when the sun comes up, the ordinary monotonous sea day begins.

What if Christ is a name for the transcendent within of every "thing" in the universe? What if Christ is a name for the immense spaciousness of all true Love? What if Christ refers to an infinite horizon that pulls us from within and pulls us forward too? What if Christ is another name for everything—in its fullness?

The line of gray along the horizon is brighter now, and with the coming light I feel a certainty: that there is, despite our wild imaginings, only one life. The ghostly others, no matter how real they seem, no matter how badly we need them, are phantoms. The one life we're left with is sufficient to fill and refill our imperfect hearts with joy, and then to shatter them. And it never, ever lets up. Blame love.

Paraíso e Inferno são o mar e o céu (...) E tu és o horizonte

I don't think he'll go that far.' Carter rose to his feet and scanned the horizon. 'Our headquarters are in Brooklyn. And I'm guessing Manhattan is like Greek god central? A long time ago, our Uncle Amos hinted at that.' 'Well, yeah,' I said. 'Mount Olympus hovers over the Empire State Building, so –' 'Mount Olympus –' Sadie blinked – 'hovers over the … Of course it does. Why not?

Seasickness… is caused… by the disturbance… to the inner ear " he said. " You just need… to… look… at… the horizon…" His last words disappeared as he vomited violently over the side of the boat. "What's wrong " "Doctor Death is seasick.

I am in awe of the perpetual tumult of the sea. I am moved by the still place on the horizon where the sky begins. I am stirred by the soaring and dipping fields that make the landscape into a rumpled green counterpane. I thought I would never have such powerful feelings again. I thought I would live through the rest of my life having experiences, and thoughts, but I never thought I would again feel deeply-- I was convinced that my wounds had healed and become thick scars, essentially numb.

In the daytime, there was often a lovely patch of blue, and sometimes toward evening, before twilight, the clouds turned bright orange or pink.

you could sense just from the huge sky, that you were walking towards the sea.

Çöpleri, dallara tak?lm?? sallanan naylon parçalar?n?, tel örgüye tak?lm?? tuhaf ÅŸeylerin oluÅŸturduÄŸu hatt? düÅŸünüyordum ve gözlerimi k?s?p çocukluÄŸumdan bu yana kaybettiÄŸim her ÅŸeyin buraya sürüklendiÄŸini hayal ettim, ÅŸimdi burada, hepsinin önünde duruyordum ve yeterince beklersem, tarlalar?n ötesinde, ufuk hatt?nda ufac?k bir figür belirecekti.

The cloud layer was moving on, and the sinking sun was visible behind its trailing edge out across the sea.

Like one that stands upon a promontory,And spies a far-off shore where he would tread,Wishing his foot were equal with his eye.

Somewhere out there the world must have an end.

The sea! The sea!

La expresión de sus rostros, sin embargo no reflejaba angustia. Sus miradas se alzaban hasta algún punto del horizonte y sus ojos se mostraban tan serenos como la lisa superficie de una laguna perdida en el corazón del bosque, bajo la cual se oculta una multitud de recuerdos secretos.

The three of us, each paralyzed in his own silence, contemplate the horizon, which the dawn lights up with a thousand fires; and each of us knows for certain that the rising sun of this day, like all those that have gone before it, will be incapable of bringing sufficient light into the hearts of men.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Walking the roads is enough today, I'll follow the dark line of receding sun

In the end comes also our beginning, the ancient sense of a door opening to some final unknown, some invisible voice attempting to help us come to terms with our own disappearance, the hand extended to help us over a horizon equally as mysterious as the one we crossed at our birth.