Quotes
Quotes about Sea
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes By the deep Sea, and music in its roar.
What is a Sonnet? 'Tis the pearly shell That murmurs of the far-off, murmuring sea; A precious jewel carved most curiously; It is a little picture painted well. What is a Sonnet? 'Tis the tear that fell From a great poet's hidden ecstasy; A two-edged sword, a star, a song--ah me! Sometimes a heavy tolling funeral bell.
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air.
A poet not in love is out at sea; He must have a lay-figure.
You really have to experience the feeling of being with the president in the oval office. ... It's a disease I came to call Ovalitis.
The modern conservative is engaged in one of man's oldest exercises in moral philosophy; that is, the search for a superior moral justification for selfishness.
Free speech is not to be regulated like diseased cattle and impure butter. The audience that hissed yesterday may applaud today, even for the same performance.
...it may fairly be doubted if any political tyranny ever imposed on its people such a fear, such a longing for freedom, such a paralysis of the spirit, as disease. I doubt if the average Englishman felt himself as much oppressed by Charles I as by the plague; or if any colonial American was as much in dread of taxation without representation as of smallpox. And it may reasonably be contended that Walter Reed and William Crawford Gorgas brought to man freedom in a more happy sense and in a larger measure than any military or political leader.
Rousseau had it backwards. We are NOT born free. We are born in the chains of the random and the reflexive, and are ignorant and unreasonable by simple nature. We must learn to be free, to organize the random and detect the reflexive, to acquire the knowledge of particulars and the powers of reason. The examined life is impossible if we cannot examine, order, classify, define, distinguish, always in minute particulars.
Crime, like disease, is not interesting; it is something to be done away with by general consent, and that is all about it.
Providence has given to the French the empire of the land, to the English that of the sea, to the Germans that of--the air!
The English, a spirited nation, claim the empire of the sea; the French, a calmer nation, claim that of the air. [Fr., Les Anglais, nation trop fiere S'arrogent l'empire des mers; Les Francais, nation legere, S'emparent de celui des airs.]
And he wrote in the king Ahasuerus' name, and sealed it with the king's ring, and sent letters by posts on horseback, and riders on mules, camels, and young dromedaries: . . . . So the posts that rode upon mules and camels went out, being hastened and pressed on by the king's commandment. And the decrees was given at Shushan the palace.
Every day brings a ship, Every ship brings a word; Well for those who have no fear, Looking seaward well assured That the word the vessel brings Is the word they wish to hear.
The child was diseased at birth, stricken with a hereditary ill that only the most vital men are able to shake off. I mean poverty--the most deadly and prevalent of all diseases.
You really have to experience the feeling of being with the president in the oval office. . . . It's a disease I came to call Ovalitis.
Why, who cries out on pride That can therein tax any private party? Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea Till that the weary very means do ebb?
I have ventured, Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders, This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth. My high-blown pride At length broke under me, and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream that must for ever hide me.
One of the best temporary cures for pride and affection is seasickness; a man who wants to vomit never puts on airs.
That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat; descent and fall To give us is adverse.
A tunnel underneath the sea from Calais straight to Dover, Sir, The squeamish folks may cross by land from shore to shore, With sluices made to drown the French, if e'er they would come over, Sir, Has long been talk'd of, till at length 'tis thought a monstrous bore.
Prosperity doth bewitch men, seeming clear; As seas do laugh, show white, when rocks are near.
There is no proverb which is not true. [Sp., No hay refran que no sea verdadero.]
Out of the sea the sun aborning Not adorned but all adorning with his awesome light of morning says to you Come! My Mavoorning!
. . . Therefore I am wel pleased to take any coulor to defend your honour and hope you wyl remember that who seaketh two strings to one bowe, he may shute strong but never strait.
