Ocean Quotes
I think of the horizon at midnight, the sky and sea blurring together.
Let only the young come, Says the sea. Let them kiss my face And hear me. I am the last word And I tell Where storms and stars come from.
...I lived for those long casual walks down the beach and the sight of her small footprints in the glistening wet sand...
Nothing from the ocean is meant to survive on land forever.
A scientist said once that if the ocean were as clear as the sky, if we could see everything in it, no one would ever go in the sea.
This is why the oceans taste of salt. It is because of all the tears of mermaids for sailors who have died for their love. The oceans are salt with death and grief.
Live in a cosmic ocean, singing sweet hallucinations, dreams of many worlds, all flowing into one.... inner / outer mirrored love.
You are loved deeper than any ocean. Let your mind swim through it's depth because I will never let you drown.
Do not think to swim below. The ocean is already pushing into ears, sinuses, temples, the softness of eyes, and the harpsichord strings behind the kneecaps.
Whoever deemed the ocean an invigorating place needed to reconsider the reality of crashing waves, sunburn, and sand wedged up into places no one should have it.
The thing about the ocean is that the surface won’t always tell you what is going on underneath.
Well the sky always seemed like another ocean to me, you know? Like we live between two incredible oceans, and we'll never get to the bottom of either of them.
Looking at the ocean makes me miss people, and hanging out with people makes me miss the ocean.
The sky would be clear, colorless, mist blending together the air and the ocean, the waves whispering against the rocks.
Hope – that silly, stupid creature that lived within me, no matter how often I tried to beat it to death – lifted its nose and sniffed at the air.
His mind has the clearness of the deep sea, the patience of its rocks, the force of its billows.
I was sixteen, still my mother’s prisoner, the night I became the whale.
It was like watching a man smile as he surrendered himself to drown in deep water.
The waves hit the cliff with more intensity than the shore, because the ocean knows the cliff has that masculine intensity which won’t complain about her feminine energy.
He was the ocean and I was the sand, i lived content in stillness and he washed a shore everytime, as a better man.
In ocean of tears, the heart of stone sinks. (Dans l'océan de larmes, - Le coeur de pierre donc coule.)
Which direction?" Robard asked. "Robard, " I said exasperated, "we need a boat. I believe boats are kept at or near the ocean.
Can you imagine a waveless ocean while there is a big storm outside? And that calm ocean is the ocean of wisdom!
Some say the ocean roars, I hear it ever weeping.Weep, ocean, weep for those gone before.Weep, O sea, for the open graves that fill your shore.
From the way his face lit with curiosity to the slight tilt of his jaw, even the lingering scent of brine and breeze gave him away.
…And the sound of the sea, like the wild-animal breath of the world itself, frightened them as it gasped and died at their feet.
Maketa, ” I said, throwing myself down in the sand. “I lost. The ocean won.”She smiled. “Was it a good feeling?”“Mm, ” I said.“That’s good, ” she said. “Have another rice ball?
RECURRENT CURRENTSLike the ocean, life ebbs and flows with the occasional ripKamil Ali
The sea reminds me of my finiteness, limitations, minuteness and powerlessness, because the sea is none of these.
It is as if we find ourselves on a ship in the middle of the ocean, with the captain making the point that we are free to leave.
The tides rolled up to crash against the shore while we sat feet from one another with the remnants of all we’d left unsaid driving us apart.
People are like waves of the ocean, some cover you with tides of refreshment, whilst others drown you in floods of turmoil
The sea was surging among the pilings like the blithe mindless forces of dissolution.
so that the monotonous fall of the waves on the beach, which for the most part beat a measured and soothing tattoo to her thoughts seemed consolingly to repeat over and over again...
All we can hope for is that he will fall into the ocean with a bar of soap in his pocket.
I was afraid of the sea when I was a girl. Someone said it went on forever and that frightened me. I wondered why my parents had chosen to live at the beginning and the end of the world.
I had come to learn pretty quickly that life has its highs and lows just like the ocean does and sometimes you just have to see how far they'll carry you.
She saw the deepness that was at the edge of France and it made the beach under her feel like a ledge on a cliff.
Tidal waves surge forward, And in their wake, Stale water is replenished.(Haiku from Chapter Thirty, SHADOWWATER)
