Quotes About Ocean

America has been the country of my fond election from the age of thirteen, when I first saw it. I had the honour to hoist with my own hands the flag of freedom, the first time it was displayed, on the Delaware; and I have attended it with veneration ever since on the ocean.

Though the terror of the sea gives to none security, in the secret of the shell. Self preserving we may dwell.

Though pleas'd to see the dolphins play, I mind my compass and my way.

People generally thought that sharks are dumb eating machines. After some study, I began to realize that these 'gangsters' of the deep had gotten a bad rap.

I've always thought it'd be nice to be seaweed, kind of just floating about.

The sea complains upon a thousand shores.

Nothing is wrong with California that a rise in the ocean level wouldn't cure.

I took the conch shell and set it to my ear. Its susurrus sounded less like the sea than the labored breathing of a tiring runner. No doubt I heard what I was listening for.

Beyond a row of dwarf palms the sea was snoring and complaining like a drunk in a doorway.

They had jerrybuilt the beaches from San Diego to the Golden Gate, bulldozed super-highways through the mountains, cut down a thousand years of redwood growth, and built an urban wilderness in the desert. They couldn't touch the ocean. They poured their sewage into it, but it couldn't be tainted. There was nothing wrong with Southern California that a rise in the ocean level wouldn't cure.

The waves came up towards us, fumbling and gnawing at the beach like an immense soft mouth.

Fisken kom først. Mennesket er bare en seiglivet gjest ved havet.

Doce morrer no mar? Talvez. Melhor morrer no mistério indecifrável do mar que morrer as mortes banais da terra seca.

life's a deep gloom ocean and we're lit-up funfish of dementional zaazz,

Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings.... Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Denizler gibi derindim, Gözlerine s?? göründüm.

Auch wenn wir das Meer vor vierhundert Millionen Jahren (nach meinem Kalender) verlassen haben, das Meer hat uns nicht verlassen. Es ist immer noch in uns, in unserem Blut, in unserem Schweiß, in unseren Tränen.

Asia, Europe are mere nooks of the universe. Every ocean is a drop in the universe: Mount Athos a spadeful of earth in the universe. The whole of present time is a pin-prick of eternity. All things are tiny, quickly changed, evanescent.

Jadilah seperti tebing di pinggir laut yang terus dihujam ombak, tetapi tetap tegar dan menjinakkan murka air di sekitarnya.

Sometimes in the dusk he runs up and down on the sand, flinging stones at the ocean and screaming, Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! He feels better afterwards.

All hearts float in their own deep oceans of no light, wetblack and glimmering, their four mouths gulping like fish. Hearts are said to pound: this is to be expected, the heart's regular struggle against being drowned.

not the shore but an aquarium filled with exhausted water and warm seaweed

Other women Ã¢â'¬â€œ women in the past, tougher women Ã¢â'¬â€œ have dealt with babies in confined spaces, such as ocean ships and covered wagons. But maybe not cars. It's hard to get smells out of car upholstery, so you'd have to be extra careful about the spitting up and so forth. —