#ocean

We are imprisoned in the realm of life, like a sailor on his tiny boat, on an infinite ocean. ↗

— Anna Freud

#his #imprisoned #infinite #life #like

If you live a life of make-believe, your life isn't worth anything until you do something that does challenge your reality. And to me, sailing the open ocean is a real challenge, because it's life or death. ↗

— Morgan Freeman

#because #challenge #death #does #life

You know, I do speak the Queens English. It's just the wrong Queens that's all. It's over the 59th Street Bridge. It's not over the Atlantic Ocean. ↗

— Cyndi Lauper

#atlantic ocean #bridge #english #i #i do

Nothing's ever the same, she said. Be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#ocean #people #change

Should you ever feel too lonely...listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who are to come. ↗

— Simon Van Booy

#death #lonely #ocean #death

I dreamt of turrets and craggy ledges where the windswept rain blew in from the ocean with the odor of violets. A pale woman in Elizabethan dress stood beside my bed and whispered in my ear that the bells would ring. An old salt in an oilcloth jacket sat atop a piling, mending nets with an awl, while far out at sea a tiny aeroplane winged its way towards the setting sun. ↗

— Alan Bradley

#dream #ocean #sea #dreams

Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#life #ocean #poetry #song #waves

Being in the depths of the ocean was like being in the womb, suspended in a liquid environment, listening to my own breathing and heartbeat. Whether it was the serenity and security of being surrounded by this living liquid, or the total distraction of the adventure of the unknown which took me far away from the daily weight of the child abuse and violence at home, I sank beneath the surface, and if only for those few moments, was free. ↗

— Tom North

#healing #ocean #home

Netfali's breath caught in his throat at the sight of the infinite colors and the gentle curve of the faraway horizon. He had never imagined the height of the white spray breaking against the rocks, the dark sand, or the air that whispered of fish and salt. He stood, captivated, feeling small and insignificant, and at the same time as if he belonged to something much grander. ↗

— Peter Sís

#imagination

Tell me once more about the eternal surf. ↗

— Rob Bignell

#love #ocean #love