Quotes About Island

I'm from Canada, and New Zealand feels like you took all the best bits of Canada and squished them onto a tiny island like Hawaii. I was absolutely blown away by the beauty of the South Island.

The doctor from the mainland came and went. Silence settled over the island again, like a displaced curtain falling back in thickened, heavier folds. For there was a different quality in the silence now. It had tasted something, rich food on which it had long been thinly rationed. Shadowy things were trooping up, called by that scent of blood, like flies that smell carrion. They were not strangers to the old house; they had been ill-fed and at a distance, now they were hungry and avid and near.

Go, my son, fulfill your destiny. You were not made to die on this island.

Em dia de S. Miguel passou acaso voando por cima de nós um milhano, quo vinha de trás de um cabeço que a ilha fazia contra a parte do sul, e peneirando no ar com azas estendidas, lhe cahio das unhas um mugem fresco, de quasi um palmo do comprido, e dando junto d'onde estava Antonio de Faria, o fez ficar um pouco confuso e indeterminado,

La isla, por si usted no lo sabe, tiene corales y está bañada en luz, y el mar a ratos, cansado del azul se hace esmeralda, para recordarle a quien no lo quiere creer que el verde en Colombia llega hasta allí.

She had a murder to find, and an island to frighten. Frightened people sometimes made mistakes, and it was a good day to be a ghost.

She had a murderer to find, and an island to frighten.

I consulted a Chinese herbalist and spent two weeks on an island off the coast of Zanzibar. I was away from any kind of contemporary technology.

The Labour Party is presently marooned on fantasy island. I understand would-be leaders will want to go there and speak the native language in the hope of persuading enough eventually to migrate to the mainland of reality.

As we rounded a curve in the road that gave us a clear view of the Island Fortress in Manila Bay, it was indeed a thrill to see Old Glory proudly flying from the center of the Fort.

most were conspiracy nuts, the kind who think Elvis and Jimi Hendrix are jamming on some island off Fiji.

I sat up. Terese Collins. Imagery flooded in—her Class-B-felony bikini, that private island, the sun-kissed beach, her gaze that could melt teeth, her Class-B-felony bikini. It's worth mentioning the bikini twice.

Every man's island, Jean Louise, every man's watchman, is his conscience. There is no such thing as a collective conscious.

Every man's island, Jean Louise, every man's watchman, is his conscience.

More than 25 miles off the coast of Massachusetts and only 14 miles long, Nantucket is, as Herman Melville wrote in 'Moby-Dick,' 'away off shore.'

I'm a trumpet player, so I always carry a pocket trumpet in case there's an opportunity to jam with the locals. I was in Guadeloupe last year filming 'Death in Paradise,' and I played all over the island and had the best time.

While scuba diving off the British Virgin Islands about 25 years ago, our boat's anchor got stuck. I dived down to release it, but I got separated from the boat and was stranded as it sped away. I had to swim for an hour to the nearest island with all my scuba kit on before I was rescued.

I'm a small-town boy who comes from a traditional family on a tiny island called Belitung. I may not know where I'm going, but I'll always know where to come home to.

Nobody knows the tragedy of a small island divided against itself better than a Cypriot.

I relax by catching up with my friends and family. When I am at home in Ibiza, I find the contrast of living on a divided island relaxing - with beauty and tranquillity in the north and a sense of fun, shallowness and celebration in the south.

I knew I couldn't live in America and I wasn't ready to move to Europe so I moved to an island off the coast of America - New York City .

The island of Lesbos has given many gifts to the world—Lesbian wine and Lesbian verse, the seven-stringed lyre, and the poems of Sappho; but of all its products the latest was assuredly the most questionable, for the last great Lesbians were the brothers Barbarossa.

It is a place of fine weather, and this is a book of fine weather, a book written in Spring. I will not remember the winter and the rain. It was the Spring that brought Sarah Brown to Mitten Island, and the Spring that first showed her magic. It was the Spring that awoke her on her first morning in the House of Living Alone.

Make an island of yourself, make yourself your refuge; there is no other refuge. Make truth your island, make truth your refuge; there is no other refuge.