Ocean Quotes

I love the tranquility, serenity, generosity, and the beauty of the ocean.

I suppose because I grew up a thousand miles from the sea and missed the great age of passenger liners, I have always been subject to a romantic longing for ocean travel.

The smell of roasting meat rose from the street stalls in a sizzle and a fiddle player begged for coin as he rasped a haunting melody. Life could not be more perfect.

Yes, it is remarkable how far a person can travel by sea.

I stared out at the waves. "Why am I here?" I thought. Finally it came to me. But it was too late. I was a terrible lifeguard.

I know about me. I am the moons sister, a tidal child stranded on land. The sea always in my ear, a surf of eternal discontent in my blood.

Late, by myself, in the boat of myself, no light and no land anywhere, cloudcover thick. I try to stayjust above the surface, yet I'm already underand living within the ocean.

I cannot tarry longer.The sea that calls all things unto her calls me

Any weapon's only as good as the man using it, and a good man can make a good weapon out of most anything.

Only the ocean kept the same rhythm. Crashing in and slowly pulling back out, it never lied, never changed. It tried to teach them a life of romantic consistency.

We sat bathed in luscious darkness, Casco Bay's thousand islands spread out before us like a diamond quilt. 'I don't get enough of this, ' she said.

And in the ocean I will fly to the bottomless pit of darkness

A fish cannot be aware of the ocean, before jumping up out of water.

If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean's insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune's vanity.

But the seawhich no one tendsis also a garden

AimlesslyIt pounds the shore. White and aimless signals. NoOne listens to poetry.— from "Thing Language

Perhaps they didn't know they were at sea. Was there a certain percentage of people at sea who lacked the knowledge that they were at sea?

You are the ocean to my eyes.

let my heart always belike it is...this very momentready to explode...with lovea violent rainstorm...with no streamno ocean vast enoughto flow into.

tread carefullyinto my life, my dear.the currents are strong.you will get lostin this warm oceanof my skin.

She fell into his arms like the rainfall over an ocean.

She was an ocean, confined in a coffee mug. And she had the galaxies, confined in her pretty eyes.

This boy wore the ocean in his eyes, green-gray-blue, ever shifting, and I recognized him immediately. Knew before he said another word that he was as dangerous as he was beautiful.

she's gotoceanstucked awayin her hairpoems swimunder her skin.

the mostbeautiful tideis the sweepof your heartagainst mine.

All rivers pay homage to the ocean for it lies lowest.

I've swallowed fish-eyes wholelike an endoscope.I once ate a trout cooked inside a dolphin. Felt like a shark eating another shark, inside the cold-blooded womb of yet another shark.

I heard silence, silence infinite as the bottom of the ocean, a silence that sealed.

The Bible is an ocean of instruction and wisdom. Dip daily into the vast pool to discover its truths.

The curves of his smile become the waves in my ocean.

The choice lay out for me. Stay on land or plunge into the icy depths of the sea. I always chose the sea.

Start with your heart, and only good can follow!

I love the vastness of the ocean. I love its serenity, tranquility, humility, and purifying power.

A strange feeling of lonelinessAdrift near the blue canvasYou may stare long and listen deepYet not know whether sea-shore or sea-snore!

the ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored.

Life is a dance between heaven and earth, the ebb and flow of life.

Mr. Bird flung his food away and leaped to his feet, glaring around at no one in particular. 'I am not a dog!' he shouted agrily, his gold earrings flashing in the firelight.

The sea is very beautiful and gives us many things, but it must be understood and respected, or it will slap you ...

There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.

How much time could you spend staring out the ocean, even if it was the ocean you'd loved since you were a boy?

A convergence exists in the search for human excellence on both sides of the Pacific Ocean.

If you’ve managed to do one good thing, the ocean doesn’t care.But when Newton’s applefell toward the earth, the earth, ever so slightly, felltoward the apple as well.

Is the ocean simply a great pool of tears? I should like to think that even the stars must cry.

Each person is a vast territory of undiscovered mystery as nebulous and uncharted as the deepest oceans and expanses of space.

Springtime blooms the starry treeBearing fruit the mariners see.High by night and low by dawnThe silver apple guides us home.

A sailor's love for the sea is only matched by his mistress's salty kiss.

It was a symposium of horror and heroism, the like of which has not been known in the civilized world since man established his dominion over the sea.

Creation is the vocal chords of God speaking each day through the colors of the sunrise, the vastness of the night sky, the teeming of life in the ocean, the majesty of the mountains.

I never tired of picturing sharks.

We are always swimming in the ocean of love, but most of the time, we just don't realize it.