official” bard were spent? Perhaps he would decide to retire in a lighthouse. For, surely, no place would be more fitting for the hero emeritus. He would gaze upon the glorious sea in recollection…guiding others...

There’s more salt in the ocean than in one bag of chips. Let this be a lesson in love.

Our love was a temporary madness, erupting like the prominent tidal waves that leaps giant, then subsides into the soft decay of the ocean. We were so entwined together, so wrapped up into each other’s...

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

The movie that’s had the most effect on me is Jaws. To this day when I’m in the ocean, I’m hearing that music.

I’ve grown up defined by this desperate, undeniable, ‘can’t breathe’ kind of space inside of myself and I’m afraid that the diagnosis is fatal.

I want to understand the strings that are tied between me and certain other people and if they really can stretch through infinite time and space without ever breaking. Are soul mates real, and is...

Tell me once more about the eternal surf.

A life spent at the edge of the pier is a life full of regret, a life full of fear.

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

When I walk down the beach and smell the salt water, hear the waves crashing against the shoreline, and feel the granular sand under my feet, I can’t help but realize why I’m here on...

I have been feeling very clearheaded lately and what I want to write about today is the sea. It contains so many colors. Silver at dawn, green at noon, dark blue in the evening. Sometimes...

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.

A little dust does not make an ocean dirty. By blaming you change the society by making a lot of dust. By taking systematic actions and by focusing on beauty- for sure we can change...

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

In the deepest places, where physical norms collapse under the crushing water, bodies still fall softly through the dark, days after their vessels have capsized. They decay on their long journey down. Nothing will hit...

The ocean in the sky keeps my love fresh like boat shoes that are too big to fail. My heart is flooded with feelings like Noah one knows.

[Jellyfish] are 97% water or something, so how much are they doing? Just give them another 3% and make them water. It’s more useful.

…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.

The only river i would like to be drown is the river filled with the blood of Jesus.

Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse — so is the love.

I could be blindfolded and dropped into the deepest ocean and I would know where to find you. I could be buried a hundred miles underground and I would know where you are.

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...

The creative act is a letting down of the net of human imagination into the ocean of chaos on which we are suspended, and the attempt to bring out of it ideas.It is the night...

The sea is a body in a thousand ways that don’t add up, because adding is too stable a transaction for that flux, but the waves come in in a roar and then ebb, almost...

Ar fi vrut să-i spună şi ea lui că-i va fi dor de el. Şi totuşi, cuvintele erau ferecate într-un loc neştiut. Tăcea. Privea marea.

The last glow of sundown dims away. Stars appear in the east. Night encloses us. The ocean seems to enlarge. When you’re adrift at night, imagination and perception merge. They have to. You can’t see...

When the ship approached the equator, I stopped going out on deck in the daytime. The sun burned like a flame. The days had shortened and night came swiftly. One moment it was light, the...

to split the very sea into ours and theirs.” Border at the BeachAnd More White Sheets

I floated like driftwood in the ocean. I wasn’t worried about sharks, because my bathtub is much too shallow.

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

He slid the photo out and raised it. The sun washed out any distinguishable characteristics. All except her eyes. He didn’t need a picture to remember those. As turquoise as the waters near Cozumel, and...

I was always an unusual girl.My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as...

Your personal truth is your gift to the world.

You haunt my days and dreams.

Love is found in the ocean breeze.

And in her ears the little Seashells, the thimble radios tamped tight, and an electronic ocean of sound, of music and talk and music and talk coming in, coming in on the shore of her...

she’s gotoceanstucked awayin her hairpoems swimunder her skin.

She watched the gap between ship and shore grow to a huge gulf. Perhaps this was a little like dying, the departed no longer visible to the others, yet both still existed, only in different...

With no other choices open to us, we’d turned our gaze seaward. The oceans were our America: they reached farther than any prairie, untamed as on the first day of creation. Nobody owned them.

He was beneath the waves, a creature crawling the ocean bottom.

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.

No dirt can touch me, like an ocean, everything that comes to me becomes clean.

The beauty of the ocean, it takes your breath away. Especially if you’re underwater. She also took my breath away. She suffocated me with her love.

But it hadn’t just been Sebastian who had been watching me. Rather, it had been tribes of merman and mermaids, who had been curious about this newcomer in town that could outswim any school of...

What she really loved was to hang over the edge and watch the bow of the ship slice through the waves. She loved it especially when the waves were high and the ship rose and...

Every man is an island, and every heart seeks the ferry to cross the main…

I am a sailor, you’re my first mate We signed on together, we coupled our fate Hauled up our anchor, determined not to fail For the heart’s treasure, together we set sail With no maps...

It feels like the world is folding up around me, like origami paper, and I’m trapped inside of its breathless center.

And suddenly I rejoiced in the great security of the sea as compared with the unrest of the land, in my choice of that untempted life presenting no disquieting problems, invested with an elementary moral...