Sea Wall Quotes

#1. By a Carpenter mankind was made, and only by that Carpenter can mankind be remade.

Desiderius Erasmus

#2. The center of the chessboard is a magnet, which pulls to itself all the pieces.

Ashot Nadanian

#3. I looked past him, to the sea framed in the arched opening of the wall, to the line formed where the water met the sky. The world was not round, I realized. The world was a plate.
'Please,' he whispered. 'Don't.'
Unlike Rurick, Plesec did not die confused.

Rick Yancey

#4. If you pinch the sea of its liberty, though it be walls of stone or brass, it will beat them down.

John Cotton

#5. I tumble over and over, till the force of the deluge carries me away, out the door and into the passage. Photos of my family tumble from the wall and are swallowed by the sea. Her mouth opens and closes as she calls my name, but I'm already out of reach.

S.A. Partridge

#6. Beyond the slumpstone wall lay a backyard, a swimming pool. Dappled with morning light and tree shadows, the water glimmered in shades of blue from sapphire to turquoise, as might a trove of jewels left by long-dead pirates who had sailed a sea since vanished.

Dean Koontz

#7. Count the times. The number of times you have seen the silence of another world seep though a crack. The number of times you have heard the sea trying to escape from the blue painted wall.

Jay Woodman

#8. The days, the nights, flow one by one above us. The hours go silently over our lifted faces. We are like dreamers who walk beneath a sea. Beneath high walls we flow in the sun together. We sleep, we wake, we laugh, we pursue, we flee.

Conrad Aiken

#9. A flock of small birds took off from the wall of the fort. They moved like a length of dark silk caught by the breeze as they headed out to sea. Behind them, the sky was the colour of forget-me-nots. The sun blazed.

Sara Sheridan

#10. Through the window of my mask I see a wall of coral, its surface a living kaleidoscope of lilac flecks, splashes of gold, reddish streaks and yellows, all tinged by the familiar transparent blue of the sea.

Jacques-Yves Cousteau

#11. The chief difference between big-game fishing and weightlifting is that weightlifters never clutter up their library walls with stuffed barbells

Ed Zern

#12. Thanks anyway,' Vanderdecker repeated, and wandered off to have a stare at the sea. It was his equivalent to beating his head repeatedly against a wall.

Tom Holt

#13. It was early spring, 326 BC, in the beautiful city of Chersonesus protected by a haunting deep blue sea and a giant wall. Today was the second day of the Festival of Dionysus.

Destin Bays

#14. I will see great things when I am willing to be seen. I will receive new eyes that see the mysteries of GOd's own life, but only when I allow God to see me, all of me, even those parts that I myself do not want to see.

Henri J.M. Nouwen

#15. The way I figure, no man has the right to be ignorant. In a country like this, ignorance is a crime. If a man is going to vote, if he's going to take part in his country and its government, then it's up to him to understand.

Louis L'Amour

#16. One leg was stained with blood down to the ankle, and he walked with a ginger, spraddled gait, but he would on no account let a "wumman" lay hands on him to see what was the matter.

Diana Gabaldon

#17. I like to think that when I fall,
A rain-drop in Death's shoreless sea,
This shelf of books along the wall,
Beside my bed, will mourn for me.

Robert W. Service

#18. Yeah, baby, I know about the X-wing Fighter. I just had no fuckin' clue it was called the T-65 X-wing Starfighter." "It's not classified information, Chace. You can read all about it on Wookieepedia.

Kristen Ashley

#19. Happiness starts within. It's all a choice and a mindset. No matter what your circumstances are you CAN be happier than you are right now.

Auliq Ice

#20. The reader is going to imprint on the characters he sees first. He is going to expect to see these people often, to have them figure largely into the story, possibly to care about them. Usually, this will be the protagonist.

Nancy Kress

#21. When your chair is positioned facing the wall, you see the wall. When it is positioned facing the sea, you see the sea. The same is true for us. Perspective is everything. Align with the divine.

Tehya Sky

#22. You leave the previous book with idea's and themes - characters even - caught in the fibers of your clothing - and when you open a new book, they are still with you.

Diane Setterfield

#23. I stumble across the sea of tarmac, finding pavement, concealment and a brick wall. Palms brace against the scrubby surface. My stomach churns and then bubbles over, burning my throat as acrid yellow acid spills from my lips in frothy discomposure. It splatters the pavement like a spray of blood.

Rebecca Clare Smith

#24. He clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls; He watches from his mountain walls, And like a thunderbolt he falls.

Alfred The Great

#25. Our addiction to always being right is a great block to the truth.
It keeps us from the kind of openness that comes from confidence in our
natural wisdom.

Stephen Levine

#26. Keep puffing on the bubble until it breaks its confining walls and becomes the sea of joy.

Paramahansa Yogananda

#27. His books are kept on freestanding shelves hung at different angles on a sea-green wall. They defy gravity, as good books should.

David Levithan

#28. Evolution ... is really two theories, the vague theory and the precise theory. The vague theory has been abundantly proved ... The precise theory has never been proved at all. However, like relativity, it is accepted on faith ... On getting down to actual details, difficulties begin.

Anthony Standen

#29. Much of the Netherlands lies considerably below sea level, as you well know. Through the process of building dikes to wall out the salty sea and through pumping the water into canals, the country of the ingenious, resourceful, and doughty Dutch has literally been born of the sea.

Joseph B. Wirthlin

#30. He is a boy sleeping against the mosque wall, ejaculates wet dreaming into a thousand cunts pink and smooth as sea shells ...

William S. Burroughs

#31. Even the water, grey and listless as it tossed against the harbour wall, seemed fixed in time; as if peering hard enough into its depths would reveal the tips of Peter's fingers, himself still swaying underwater, cradled in the sea's mouth.

Ava Bloomfield

#32. There was a single blue line of crayon drawn across every wall in the house. What does it mean? I asked. A pirate needs the sight of the sea, he said and then he pulled his eye patch down and turned and sailed away.

Brian Andreas