The sea in all its vastness is its own, real world. Man is nature's sci-fi.
The sea in all its vastness is its own, real world. Man is nature's sci-fi.
For whatever we lose (a you or a me)It's always ourselves we find in the sea.
I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone.
We are like islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected in the deep.
Sometimes the storm winds blow so strong a man has no choice but to furl his sails.
The only river i would like to be drown is the river filled with the blood of Jesus.
There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.
The sea was surging among the pilings like the blithe mindless forces of dissolution.
for whatever we lose (like a you or a me)it's always ourselves we find in the sea.
The meeting of the two lonely souls is the meeting of the dark sea with the moonlight.
In a sea of strangers,you've longed to know me.Your life spent sailingto my shores.
Surely the Gods did not bring me safe through fire and sea only to kill me with a flux.
Many a year I told her tales. And then the time came for me to watch. And watch I have.
Now I remembered a captain's honor and his only duty: to bring his crew back alive.
They are ill discoverers that think there is no land, when they can see nothing but sea.