Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream?
For these red lips, with all their mournful pride,
Mournful that no new wonder may betide,
Troy passed away in one high funeral gleam,
And Usna's children died.
We and the labouring world are passing by:
Amid men's souls, that waver and give place
Like the pale waters in their wintry race,
Under the passing stars, foam of the sky,
Lives on this lonely face.
Bow down, archangels, in your dim abode:
Before you were, or any hearts to beat,
Weary and kind one lingered by His seat;
He made ...
Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.–Andre Gide
In one drop of water are found all the secrets of all the oceans.–Kahlil Gibran
We know that when we protect our oceans we’re protecting our future. –Bill Clinton
It isn’t the oceans which cut us off from the world — it’s the American way of looking at things. –Henry Miller
The sea! the sea! the open sea!, The blue, the fresh, the ever free! –Bryan W. Procter
To me the sea is ...
Talking of poetry, hauling the books
arm-full to the table where the heads
bend or gaze upward, listening, reading aloud,
talking of consonants, elision,
caught in the how, oblivious of why:
I look in your face, Jude,
neither frowning nor nodding,
opaque in the slant of dust-motes over the table:
a presence like a stone, if a stone were thinking
What I cannot say, is me. For that I came.
By Adrienne Rich ...