Quotes About Ocean

I called to the other men that the sky was clearing, and then a moment later I realized that what I had seen was not a rift in the clouds but the white crest of an enormous wave.

Man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free.

I had fought on behalf of man against the sea, but I realized that it had become more urgent to fight on behalf of the sea against men.

If I could reach from pole to pole or grasp the ocean with a span, I would be measured by the soul The mind's the standard of the Man.

The sea is the same as it has been since before men ever went on it in boats.

But more wonderful than the lore of old men and the lore of books is the secret lore of ocean.

Out in the ocean, a rope is put around the man's neck. The other end of the rope is attached to an old jukebox and it is thrown overboard. The man invariably follows.

I could not help concluding, that this man felt the most supreme pleasure, while he was driven on, so fast and so smoothly, by the sea.

Big wave surfers are human beings that have powers. They are men of enormous gentility.

The ocean is a Turing machine, the sand is its tape; the water reads the marks in the sand and sometimes erases them and sometimes carves new ones with tiny currents that are themselves a response to the marks.

You've probably heard the expression that the Industry feeds off of biomass, like a whale straining krill from the ocean.

But the only feature of the view that ever changed was the signatures of foam deposited on the beach by the waves. Each breaker, she supposed, was as unique as a human soul. Each made its own runup onto the shore, being the very embodiment of vigor and power at the start, but each slowed, spread thin, faltered, dissolved into a hissing ribbon of grey foam and got buried underneath the next.

But it suddenly makes sense: I'd like to be under the sea, as an octopus.

the matter we have come to love in the universe - the stuff of stars, planets and life - is only a light frosting on the cosmic cake, modest buoys afloat in a vast cosmic ocean of something that looks like nothing.

Jupiter's moon Europa has enough H2O that its heating mechanism—the same one at work on Io—has melted the subsurface ice, leaving a warmed ocean below. If ever there was a next-best place to look for life, it's here. (An artist coworker of mine once asked whether alien life forms from Europa would be called Europeans. The absence of any other plausible answer forced me to say yes.)

The ocean has been singing to me, and the song is that of our life together...

I don't know if spirits do indeed roam the world, but even if they do, I will sense your presence everywhere. When I listen to the ocean, it will be your whispers; when I see a dazzling sunset, it will be your image in the sky.

There's nothing better than a cold beer on a hot day at the beach.

As Katie wound her way among the tables, a breeze from the Atlantic rippled through her hair.

Cape Town is beautiful. It's an extraordinary beach town with mountain ranges on either side.

Growing up in Florida was really amazing. I spent most my time at the beach.

Shipwrecks are incredible mysteries.

NATO isn't going to be concerned about fishing.

Chaos is an ocean, Alexandra Nueva said. It ebbs and flows and sometimes it rises to destroy those who build their lives beside it. But if you're clever and determined, you just might find a way to hold back the tide.