Quotes About Ocean

I SLEPT LATE the next morning because I'd woken up every time Jack tossed or turned, worried I'd given him nightmares. When I got up, the Cobra had weighed anchor. As far as I could see, there was the flatness of the ocean

You know, the ocean is a very, very beautiful place. It is God's gift to us

Till now, madness has been thought a small island in an ocean of sanity. I am beginning to suspect that it is not an island at all but a continent.

And this feeling of moving with the earth was somewhat like the feeling of being in the ocean, out in the ocean beyond this rising and falling of the breakers, lying on the moving water, pulsing gently with the swells, and feeling the gentle, inexorable tug of the moon.

But I kept looking at that enormous sweep of [Texas] land, stretching out to eternity so you couldn't stay afraid because fears were so small they just lost themselves. The only other place I know where you can see that far and makes you feel the same way is the ocean

Out by that ocean, you feel smaller, less important, somehow; it puts things into proportion

The half-circle of blinding turquoise ocean is this love's primal scene. That this blue exists makes my life a remarkable one, just to have seen it. To have seen such beautiful things. To find oneself placed in their midst. Choiceless. I returned there yesterday and stood again upon the mountain.

A Loveless Life is Like a Rudderless Ship Floating Uncontrollably in the Ocean of Life.

dolphins in the water. He recalled that the dolphins usually gathered there when

I'm just headin' off the coast aimlessly. I haven't had much impact. Nothing but depression. Tropical, but nonetheless, depression. Headin' out to sea.

But before we go on, I want to explain to you why women weep: IT IS THE QUICKEST WAY TO REJOIN THE OCEAN. You liquify, become fluid, flow back into the ocean where the colors are more beautiful

You were back again into the old mysteries of the Jewish collective habit of thinking for effect, for protection of an amorphous, disunified ocean.

Action is a part of the very reality it transforms, just as the wave is a part of the ocean. The point is not to renounce action, but to act with serenity. Our action will be all the more effective, and all the happier.

Montalbano recalled how in now distant times, when the sea withdrew, it would leave behind only sweet-smelling algae and beautiful shells that were like gifts to mankind. Now it only gave back our own rubbish.

Change was not something you waited for, quietly, mutely, in a house by the ocean, nothing would ever change unless we forced it into shape.

Surely the sun is already hammering the beach like a tinsmith.

chilling start to Woolf's The Waves: I was too far out in the ocean to hear the lifeguard shouting, "Shark! Shark!

A game to write a persuasive opening sentence for a book they have never read (this is difficult, as these diligent students have read everything) leads to a chilling start to Woolf's The Waves: I was too far out in the ocean to hear the lifeguard shouting, "Shark! Shark!

waves to surf …

Entrega al mar tu aliento. Escucha a la mañana, su ecuación de misterios.

The ocean was the best place, of course. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no other, and yet a feeling of communion with all the other places and creatures the water touched.

The ocean was the best place. That was what she loved most. It was a feeling of freedom like no other, a feeling of communion with all the other places and creatures the water touched

Sea City, here we come!

The fair breeze blew, The white foam flew, And the forrow followed free. We were the first to ever burst into the silent sea.