Boat Sinks Quotes

#1. I laugh, for hope hath a happy place with me; If my boat sinks, 'tis to another sea.

William Ellery Channing

#2. And if the boat sinks?"
"And if the sun explodes?" Elliot countered.

Diana Peterfreund

#3. In my judgment, while it is the duty of Congress to respect to the uttermost the conscientious convictions and religious scruples of every citizen ... not any ecclesiastical organization can be safely permitted to usurp in the smallest degree the functions and powers of the national government.

James A. Garfield

#4. Christ sometimes delays His help so He may test our faith and energize our prayers. Our boat may be tossed by the waves while he continues to sleep, but He will awake before it sinks.

Mrs. Charles E. Cowman

#5. this boat is and is not
when it sinks both disappear

Ikkyu

#6. Liv had made it to Dragon Con. She had people to stay with and money in her pocket. Now all she needed to do was meet Spartan and she could die happy.

Danika Stone

#7. For almost a decade I was haunted by the memory of Deborah Black, I was about to claim. But the memory didn't haunt me; I haunted the memory. Went to it, at night or in the deadened hours of empty afternoons, woke it up, reminded it of all the fun we'd had, made it do things with me.

Glen Duncan

#8. None of us is promised tomorrow ... So whenever an opportunity has presented itself for me I'm willing to take it.

Mark Hunt

#9. I don't find any real rivalries with crime and thriller writers anyway. That might sound a little Pollyanna, but for the most part the writers I compete with, if you want to use that word, it's a pretty friendly rivalry. I think we all realise that the boat rises and sinks together.

Harlan Coben

#10. We are semipermeable membranes. We can pick and choose which troubles are worthy of our attention. What sinks us can only do so with our permission; a boat stays afloat until the water gets in.

Joyce Rachelle

#11. I didn't make this plan. I just wake up sometimes and want to crawl out of my life.

Meredith Hall

#12. Everything vanishes around me, and works are born as if out of the void. Ripe, graphic fruits fall off. My hand has become the obedient instrument of a remote will.

Paul Klee

#13. God bless this tiny little boat, And me who travels in it. It stays afloat for years and years, And sinks within a minute. And so the soul in which we sail, Unknown by years of thinking, Is deeply felt and understood, The minute that it's sinking.

Michael Leunig