ocean

A Quote by Meir Ben Isaac Neherai (c. 1050) on ink, ocean, blade of grass, parchment, trade, scribe, god, love of god, scroll, and sky

Could we with ink the ocean fill,
Were every blade of grass a quill,
Were the world of parchment made,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above
Would drain the ocean dry;
Nor would the scroll contain the whole,
Though stretched from sky to sky.

Meir Ben Isaac Neherai (c. 1050)

Source: A Book of Jewish Thoughts

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A Quote by Tina on summer, gentle, breeze, low, tide, ocean, balloons, field, tall, grass, child, memories, memory, nothing, famous, quotes, inspiration, inspirational, christian, dream, body, blanket, moment, time, curtains, sandy, salty, window, shore,

A warm breeze blew through my window like a gentle wave lapping the sandy shore in summer at low tide, and as I took in a breath of air that blanketed my body like tall grass in a field I felt for just that moment in time, like I did when I was a child. I felt that I had not one worry, not one burden, nothing was on my mind accept that breeze that made the curtains swell like balloons.

Christina Pagliarulo

Source: christina pagliarulo

Contributed by: Tina

A Quote by Antonio Machado on sea, ocean, sailing, seafaring, doubt, faith, fear, and courage

Mankind owns four things
that are no good at sea:
rudder, anchor, oars
and the fear of going down.

Antonio Machado

Contributed by: Tsuya

A Quote by unknown on love, life, man, and ocean

Man is not an island...man is an ocean...

unknown

Contributed by: Gemini

A Quote by Suzanne Segal on thoughts and feelings, experiences, ocean, reference point, awareness, consciousness, collision with the infinite, beyond self, no self, self realization, julie sarah powell, and bernadette roberts

 

It's the same with all the thoughts and feelings and other experiences that arise in the ocean of ourselves. The ocean never resists them, it never creates a negative reference point saying "Damn , that seaweed is still there. There must be something terribly wrong with me".  When they arise, the ocean just sees them for what they are and they pass away naturally.

Suzanne Segal

Source: Suzanne Segal from Collision with the Infinite p167

Contributed by: jai

A Quote by Gregory David Roberts on ocean, tears, blood, and sweat

We carry oceans inside of us, in our blood and our sweat. And we are crying the oceans, in our tears.”

Gregory Roberts

Source: Shantaram: A Novel

Contributed by: Anaxilea

A Quote by Hawaiian Proverb on ocean and environment

Never turn your back on the ocean.

Hawaiian Proverb

Source: Surfing He'e Nalu - Hawaiian Proverbs & Inspirational Quotes Celebrating Hawai'i's Royal Sport

Contributed by: Paul

A Quote by Bhagavad Gita on attachments, desires, ocean, rivers, mind, and stillness

Waters from many rivers continually flow into the ocean but the ocean never overfills.
In a like manner, desires and attachments constantly flow into the mind of the Illuminated One, but he or she , like the ocean in its deepest depths, is totally still and never disturbed.

Bhagavad Gita

Source: Bhagavad Gita - chapter 2: the Path of Knowledge - verse 70

Contributed by: Zoef

A Quote by Aldo Leopold on eco, green, environment, earth, planet, world, save, conserve, protect, land, water, surface, ocean, resources, live, survive, and vegan

 "We abuse land because we regard it as a commodity belonging to us.  When we see land as a community to which we belong, we may begin to use it with love and respect."

Aldo Leopold

Contributed by: Ocean

A Quote by Pablo Neruda on enignas, ocean, mystery, science, poetry, lobster, ascidia, macrocystis, and unicorn

Enigmas
      
You've asked me what the lobster is weaving
there with his golden feet?
I reply, the ocean knows this.
You say, what is the ascidia waiting for in its transparentbell?
What is it waiting for?
I tell you it is waiting for time, like you.
You ask me whom the Macrocystis alga hugs in its arms?
Study, study it, at a certain hour, in a certain sea I know.
You question me about the wicked tusk of the narwhal,
and I reply by describing
how the sea unicorn with the harpoon in it dies.
You enquire about the kingfisher's feathers,
which tremble in the pure springs of the southern tides?
Or you've found in the cards
a new question touching on
the crystal architecture
of the sea anemone,
and you'll deal that to me now?
You want to understand
the electric nature of the ocean spines?
The armored stalactite that breaks as it walks?
The hook of the angler fish, the music stretched out
in the deep places like a thread in the water?

I want to tell you the ocean knows this,
that life in its jewel boxes
is endless as the sand, impossible to count, pure,
and among the blood-colored grapes
time has made the
petal
hard and shiny, made the jellyfish full of light
and untied its knot, letting its musical threads fall
from a horn of plenty made of infinite mother-of-pearl.

I am nothing but the empty net which has gone on ahead
of human eyes, dead in those darknesses,
of fingers accustomed to the triangle, longitudes
on the timid globe of an orange.

I walked around as you do, investigating
the endless star,
and in my net, during the night, I woke up naked,
the only thing caught, a fish trapped inside the wind.

Pablo Neruda (1904 - 1973)

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