Quotes About Ocean

Is this what we fled, when we left the ocean? Did we grow legs so we could run away?)

It's you," she murmured, staring at his eyes, a fine, dove gray. He smiled. "Of course, it's me. Let's get you back to your boat.

Busquei abrigo num quiosque, e me perguntei se algum dia saberia viver longe do mar, em cidade que não terminasse assim num acidente, mas agonizando para todos os lados.

Are the waves of the brain drawn like tides of the ocean by some psychic moon, as yet unexplored?

At the far edge of my view was the ocean... I could not make sense of its size and grandeur. It was not a pond, not a lake, but a second sky, bluer and more chaotic than the one above it.

The salt of those ancient seas is in our blood, its lime is in our bones. Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.

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 Ocean's voice of welcome. His salt breath brings a blessing along with it.

I swim down through liquid green heavens, down through the poem of the sea.

The sea hath no King but God alone.

Ancient oceanic proverb: The enemy of my anemone is my frenanemone.

The sea has no mood except that of the sky and of its winds.

Beach air is magical.

With fronds like these, who needs anemones?

Surfers have the most attitude.

As to the sea itself, love it you cannot. Why should you? I will never believe again the sea was ever loved by anyone whose life was married to it. It is the creation of Omnipotence, which is not of humankind and understandable, and so the springs of its behavior are hidden.

The People's Independent Republic of Arse, Cock and Yo-ho-bloody-ho, I say. PIRACY! –You are a pirate! –Damn right I am! I'm Flash Jack Carter, the Darling of the Deep, the Blessed of the Briny, Sodomite Scourge of the Seven Seas ...

The scientists reviewing McDonald's paper were fine with a discussion of a frankly tenuous hypothesis that ocean acidification could affect the frequencies of blue whale song, but would not, he felt, be open to an explanation that would be near the top of the list were this the behavior of humans, rather than blue whales: cultural drive propagating around the world.

The first time I ever recorded the songs of the humpback whales at night was off Bermuda. It was also the first time I had ever heard the abyss. Normally you don't hear the size of the ocean when you are listening, but I heard it that night . . . That's what whales do; they give the ocean its voice, and the voice they give is ethereal and unearthly."44

I like the sea, but it's not a creature I want to take liberties with.

Mermaids have no tears, and so they suffer all the more.

Far out in the ocean, where the water is as blue as the prettiest cornflower, and as clear as crystal, it is very, very deep; so deep, indeed, that no cable could fathom it: many church steeples, piled one upon another, would not reach from the ground beneath to the surface of the water above. There dwell the Sea King and his subjects.

But a mermaid has no tears, and therefore she suffers so much more.

The bottom of the sea is cruel.

I like to dedicate myself wholeheartedly to a cause so that I have more impact. My goal is to shed light on the beauty of the ocean and how important it is for our planet.