The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.
Smell the sea and feel the sky.
Don't sit and wait. Get out there, feel life. Touch the sun, and immerse in the sea.
Meet me where the sky touches the sea. Wait for me where the world begins.
I wanted freedom, open air and adventure. I found it on the sea.
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.
Brother will kill brother, spill blood across the land. Killing for religion, something I don't understand. Fools like me who cross the sea and come to foreign lands, ask the sheep for their beliefs; 'Do you kill on God's command?'
The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.
Why do we love the sea? It is because it has some potent power to make us think things we like to think.
I am alone again and I want to be so; alone with the pure sky and open sea.
There's never an end for the sea.
The health of our seas determines the future of humanity.
As the sea is beautiful not only in calm but also in storm, so is happiness found not only in peace but also in strife.
At sea, I learned how little a person needs, not how much.
The sea! The sea! The open sea!, The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
To stand at the edge of the sea, to sense the ebb and flow of the tides, to feel the breath of a mist moving over a great salt marsh, to watch the flight of shore birds that have swept up and down the surf lines of the continents for untold thousands of years, to see the running of the old eels and the young shad to the sea, is to have knowledge of things that are as nearly eternal as any earthly life can be.
There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.
The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
Calm seas never made a good sailor
When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everthing in me that is bewildered and confused.
The edge of the sea is a strange and beautiful place.
There is nothing in the world that is not mysterious, but the mystery is more evident in certain things than in others: in the sea, in the eyes of the elders, in the color yellow, and in music.
There is one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath.
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