Quotes About Ocean

Into the sea I'd love to sink When with both eyes a shark can blinkIs he a brave fish or a marine man?Through those closed eyelids my heart will he scan?

What can we expect from an empty shell Where many hearts of pearl once beat to dwell Waves fail to break hard layer's bond of loveWailing shore sends memoir to the sky above

When I lean my ear up against your seashell heart, I can hear an ocean of love roaring inside.

XXIV. And kneeling at the edge of the transparent sea I shall shape for myself a new heart from salt and mud

I spend one evening with a handsome merman, and I become a silly mermaid with a crush.

Endless ocean, blue water, dreamy sky, tranquil beach, love in the air, mind fly high.

I recognize the power of Thought as being an inlet leading into my brain from the universal ocean of life; therefore, I will set no destructive thoughts afloat upon that ocean lest they pollute the minds of others.

The sea gets deeper as you go further into it

I find myself at the extremity of a long beach. How gladly does the spirit leap forth, and suddenly enlarge its sense of being to the full extent of the broad, blue, sunny deep! A greeting and a homage to the Sea! I descend over its margin, and dip my hand into the wave that meets me, and bathe my brow. That far-resounding roar is the Ocean's voice of welcome. His salt breath brings a blessing along with it

Although they, once again, knew nothing about the island, they decided to sail for it, belatedly realizing that the potential terrors of an unknown island were nothing compared to the known terrors of an open boat in the open ocean.

a boat towing a whale could go no faster than one mile per hour. It

Knut Haugland spent 101 days in 1947 as the radio operator on the Kon-Tiki, a simple raft that crossed the Pacific Ocean with only a six-man crew. Beyond offering great adventure, the journey exorcised his own demons.

I feel everything, Calliope tells me as I rest in her metallic arms one night, suspended above an easy sea. I feel not only the sails, but the hull. Not only the ship, but the sea. Not only the sea, but the sky. And not only the sky, but the stars. I feel everything.

The hiss of waves breaking at her ankles is a gentle sigh, as if the sea itself has found lasting contentment.

She now understood the allure the sea held for Jeri. The freedom to leave your darkest shadows behind, and the hope that those shadows might drown before they could find you.

By nine o'clock all signs of land were gone, and the bright morning sky was dotted with occasional puffs of meandering clouds.

Free man, you will always cherish the sea! The sea is your mirror; you contemplate your soul In the infinite unrolling of its billows; Your mind is an abyss that is no less bitter.

and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.

the sea is made of blood

it is all ash and dry leaves and grief gone like an ocean liner.

I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train ran down along the coast we came to the ocean and then he looked at me and said, it's not pretty.

and you go on toward your ocean, the cigar biting your lips the way love used to.

The place trembled with sound. I didn't need to do anything. They would do it all. But you had to be careful. Drunk as they were they could immediately detect any false gesture, any false word. You could never underestimate an audience. They had paid to get in; they had paid for drinks; they intended to get something and if you didn't give it to them they'd run you right into the ocean.

please take a picture of this: a 70-year-old white whale lurking within the warm white whirling water. how did he last? how did he escape all the harpoons for all those years? why didn't he get beached along the way on the dry shore? how did he evade so many schools of hungry sharks?