Green Surface Quotes

#1. The gray-green surface changes to the bright colors of our three images, sharpening and deepening all at once. And although we don't speak, I know we all see it: Together we look like our mother. Her same eyes, her same mouth, open in surprise to see, at last, her long-cherished wish.

Amy Tan

#2. Water purling between the rocks, weed under the surface like green hair in the wind.

Mark Haddon

#3. I promise not to bite - unless you ask nicely.

Paige Tyler

#4. The beauty of the island [Bora Bora} wasn't limited to its turquoise waters or green hills. That was mere surface beauty. The real awe of the place was evident in its stories. There was one waiting beyond every curve of the shore.

Sarah Jio

#5. Those who were cowards never started, and those who were weak were lost on the way, but the brave find a home in every land.

Walter Knott

#6. I nursed that flame as if it were my only son, and all round the ram nineteen other men did likewise.

M.C. Scott

#7. In the 1940s and 1950s, the grass surface on most miniature golf courses was actually goat hair that had been dyed green.

Will Pearson

#8. It is not only the voice of blood that needs no eyes, love, which people say is blind, also has a voice of its own.

Jose Saramago

#9. I love movies and always, always have.

Dito Montiel

#10. I love you on the surface of seas
Red like the egg when it is green

Andre Breton

#11. It has long been known that if you want to see me turn into a raging, snarling beast, then all you have to do is use any combination of the words 'chill out,' 'chilling,' or - my maximum red rag - 'chillax.'

John Niven

#12. It rose slowly like a gull sensing a reckless blue fish to close to the surface, and then it dived relentlessly for the green, kicked and stopped three feet short of the flag.

Alistair Cooke

#13. A novelist is like a scout commissioned to go and see what is happening in the depth of the soul. He comes back and reports what he has observed. He never lives on the surface but only inhabits the darkest regions

Julien Green

#14. I think only one thing.
Where 's Octavia?
As I get closer to the bottom, I notice that it's water that I'm falling into. It's salty-green and smooth, until ...
I'm driven through the surface and go deeper. I'm surrounded.
I'm drowning. I think. I'm drowning.
But I'm smiling too.

Markus Zusak

#15. There's a misconception that Lyft is just a better version of the taxi. You know, I think that's just scratching the surface of what we're doing.

Logan Green

#16. She turned to him, shook her head. Her black hair tossed, and the beams of the late-afternoon sunlight played upon it, sending brief ripples of red and green and blue through it the same way that light, shimmering on the black surface of oil, creates short-lived, wriggling rainbows.

Dean Koontz

#17. Churchill was an articulatory genius."

~R. Alan Woods [2013]

R. Alan Woods

#18. By raising tall trees for windbreaks, citrus underneath, and a green manure cover down on the surface, I have found a way to take it easy and let the orchard manage itself!

Masanobu Fukuoka

#19. The tradition and style of the 'New York Times' make it very difficult to have objective coverage of China. If we could purchase it, its tone might turn around.

Chen Guangbiao

#20. Truth doesn't run on time like a commuter train, though time may run on truth. And the Scenes Gone By and the Scenes to Come flow blending together in the sea-green deep while Now spreads in circles on the surface.

Ken Kesey

#21. When I'm writing a novel, which is what I like to write, I get up early, sit zazen, make a pot of green tea. I wear wrist cuffs to keep my wrists warm and minimize irritation from extended contact with the surface of my desk. I sit down and write.

Ruth Ozeki

#22. No more diving into pools of chlorinated water lit green from below. No more ball games played out under floodlights. No more porch lights with moths fluttering on summer nights. No more trains running under the surface of cities on the dazzling power of the electric third rail. No more cities.

Emily St. John Mandel