Quotes About Tide

With his stubbled jaw, he resembled a bull seal who'd been washed up by the tide.

One can no more keep the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. For a sailor, this is called the tide; in the case of the guilty it is called remorse. God stirs up the soul as well as the ocean.

One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of the sailor, this is called the tide; in the case of the guilty, it is called remorse. God upheaves the soul as well as the ocean.

One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls it the tide; the guilty man calls it remorse; God upheaves the soul as he does the ocean.

Ninguém poderá impedir o pensamento de voltar a uma ideia, como não podemos impedir o mar de voltar sempre a uma praia. Para o marinheiro isso se chama maré; para o culpado isso se chama remorso. Deus agita a alma como agita o oceano.

One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of the sailor, this is called the tide; in the case of the guilty, its is called remorse. God upheaves the soul as well as the ocean.

L'enfant, comme clou sur la roche que la marée haute commençait à baigner, regarda la barque s'éloigner. On eût dit qu'il comprenait. Quoi? Que comprenait-il? L'ombre.

Leni stared down at the sea, rolling inexorably toward her. Nothing you did could hold back that rising tide. One mistake or miscalculation and you could be stranded or washed away. All you could do was protect yourself by reading the charts and being prepared and making smart choices.

sometimes love was a choice. Like the tide, it could ebb and flow, and there were slack-tide times when a woman had nothing to believe in except a memory, nothing to cling to except the choice she'd made a long time ago.

It was like fighting a tide, and in the fight was the same terror: of being swept into deep water, beyond all safety.

Purple is the soul-lifter Red, the flame of passion Yellow, the light of warmth Green, vibrant stem of life Pink, a whisper of beauty Orange beckons, take a chance Blue is the sea tide in us all

Instinct and law demanded of him obedience. But growth demanded disobedience. His mother and fear impelled him to keep away from the white wall. Growth is life, and life is for ever destined to make for light. So there was no damming up the tide of life that was rising within him—rising with every mouthful of meat he swallowed, with every breath he drew. In the end, one day, fear and obedience were swept away by the rush of life, and the cub straddled and sprawled toward the entrance.

Some maundering fancy of going out with the tide suddenly obsessed me.

I grew up in Nova Scotia, and my uncle lived close to the Bay of Fundy. We would walk across the mud flats out to an island, and then you'd climb a cliff and be in the forest. And if the water came in, the basin would fill up with, like, a 30-foot tide. It was phenomenal.

Set in this stormy Northern sea, Queen of these restless fields of tide, England! what shall men say of thee, Before whose feet the worlds divide?

Life is as the sea, art a ship in which man conquers life's crushing formlessness, reducing it to a course, a series of swells, tides and wind currents inscribed on a chart.

At high tide fish eat ants; at low tide ants eat fish.

Believe me, when I say; There are no two powers That command the soul. One is God The other is the tide. -Anon From the novel Abarat

I was reminded of how years before, he had drifted away from one of our afternoon strolls and got surrounded by the tide - Corrigan, isolated on a sandbar, tangled in light, voices from the shores drifting over him, calling his name.

The universe flows in two directions simultaneously.

The sea of night was at low tide. That dreaded zone where the worst that has happened to you resurfaces to assail you once again and drag you to the bottom.

He's a-going out with the tide.

Fish should smell like the tide. Once they smell like fish, it's too late.

It darkles, (tinct, tint) all this our funnaminal world. Yon marshpond by ruodmark verge is visited by the tide. Alvemmarea! We are circumveiloped by obscuritads. Man and belves frieren.