Sea Quotes
- Page 11I shall go the way of the open sea, to the lands I knew before you came, and the cool ocean breezes shall blow from me the memory of your name.
Adela Florence Nicolson
And ne'er shall the sons of Columbia be slaves, while the earth bears a plant, or the sea rolls its waves.
Robert Treat Paine
Chestnuts are my favorite ingredient to use in the fall, especially for the holidays. I always find that they are meaty, hearty and have a mysterious refinement when cooked or roasted over sea salt.
Geoffrey Zakarian
Shaw is like a train. One just speaks the words and sits in one's place. But Shakespeare is like bathing in the sea - one swims where one wants.
Vivien Leigh
I have always found it difficult to wait for things - whether it was to see my father or sailor brother, Alan, again after their long sea trips, or the chance of a better job, or even new curtains.
Anna Neagle
The late 20th century sea level rise rate lacks any sign of acceleration. Satellite altimetry indicates virtually no changes in the last decade.
Nils-Axel Morner
I love the sea's sounds and the way it reflects the sky. The colours that shimmer across its surface are unbelievable. This, combined with the colour of the water over white sand, surprises me every time.
John Dyer
Duty is the great business of a sea officer; all private considerations must give way to it, however painful it may be.
Horatio Nelson
For dinner I want real sushi - not the Americanized kind. My parents are American Samoan so I don't go for any of those rolls. I'll have raw prawn or sea urchin or octopus. I love it.
Junior Seau
There is the churning and the boiling of the sea, and the foam on top of it and that is what man is, churning and foam together.
Simone Schwarz-Bart
If you pinch the sea of its liberty, though it be walls of stone or brass, it will beat them down.
John Cotton
Little islands are all large prisons: one cannot look at the sea without wishing for the wings of a swallow.
Richard Burton
When was the last time you spent a quiet moment just doing nothing - just sitting and looking at the sea, or watching the wind blowing the tree limbs, or waves rippling on a pond, a flickering candle or children playing in the park?
Ralph Marston
About fifteen miles above New Orleans the river goes very slowly. It has broadened out there until it is almost a sea and the water is yellow with the mud of half a continent. Where the sun strikes it, it is golden.
Frank Yerby