sea

A pebble thrown in a poolmay ripple from end to end,but tossed into the sea,it is swallowed by enormity.

The Thames Shouldered its way past Blackfriars Bridge, impatient with the ancient piers, no longer the passive stream that slid past Chelsea Marina, but a rush of ugly water that had scented the open sea and was ready to make a run for it.

It is my favorite thing, I think, that I have ever seen. Sometimes I catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It seems big enough to contain everything anyone could ever feel.

Sometimes the storm winds blow so strong a man has no choice but to furl his sails.

For the bored souls, sometimes sea is the best answer!

The sea, perhaps because of its saltiness, roughens the outside but keeps sweet the kernel of its servants' soul.

The sea can do craziness, it can do smooth, it can lie down like silk breathing or toss havoc shoreward; it can give gifts or withhold all; it can rise, ebb, froth like an incoming frenzy of fountains, or it can sweet-talk entirely. As I can too, and so, no doubt, can you, and you.

I__ engaged in the dance of the ages and the search for a song to go with it. Though Templeton__ A Veritable Smorgasbord is a well-deserving classic, it__ a stanza too short for my morphing existence. So I write my own.

(Remember you always have the option of taking to the sea.)

Sometimes life has a habit of flooding over you and rushing you along in its overwhelming tide.

This could have occurred nowhere but in England, where men and sea interpenetrate, so to speak__he sea entering into the life of most men, and the men knowing something or everything about the sea, in the way of amusement, of travel, or of bread-winning.

You have to understand the sea, he said, to listen to her, to look out for her moods, to get to know her and respect her and love her. Only then can you build boats that feel at home on the sea.

She noticed then that Conor was watching her.'Are you going for a swim?' he asked her.'In a while. Why don't you go down and check if it's warm enough?''And if it's not warm enough?''We'll still go in. But at least we'll know.

The dangers of the sea should always take precedenceover the violence of the enemy__ear-Admiral Ben Bryant CB, DSO and two bars, DSC

whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off__hen, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.

An aching vacuum inside her sucking the air from her lungs. She hung her head and wept fiercely, the emptiness inside her growing larger not smaller; she felt as though it would grow so large it would suffocate her just as surely as the sea would have

The green sea swept into the shallows and seethed there like slaking quicklime. It surged over the rocks, tossing up spangles of water like a juggler and catching them deftly again behind. It raced knee-deep through the clefts and crevices, twisted and tortured in a thousand ways, till it swept nuzzling and sucking into the holes at the base of the cliff. The whole reef was a shambles of foam, but it was bright in the sun, bright as a shattered mirror, exuberant and leaping with light.

The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.