Bosoms Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “The gaudy, blabbing, and remorseful day Is crept into the bosom of the sea.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bosoms Gaudy Inspirational Love Memorable Sea
“One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The sea was cruel and selfish as human beings, and in its monstrous simplicity had no notion of complexities like pity, wounding, or remorse...… — Arturo Pérez-Reverte Copy Share Image
There is a witchery in the sea, its songs and stories, and in the mere sight of a ship, and the sailor's dress, especially… — Richard Henry Dana, Jr Copy Share Image
One can no more keep the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. For a sailor, this… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“As time passes, I am glad to have more days of the tide coming in and bringing joy and hope and laughter into my… — Pam K. McCarty Copy Share Image
“One can no more prevent thought from recurring to an idea than one can the sea from returning to the shore: the sailor calls… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
For all that has been said of the love that certain natures (on shore) have professed for it, for all the celebrations it has… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“Call me Ishmael. Some years ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“(about sailors) Their minds are of the stay-at-home order, and their home is always with them - the ship; and so is their country… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“Call me Ishmael. Some years ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
There is nothing so desperately monotonous as the sea, and I no longer wonder at the cruelty of pirates. — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
In this choice of inheritance we have given to our frame of polity the image of a relation in blood; binding up the constitution… — Edmund Burke Copy Share Image
The soul whose bosom lust did never touch Is God's fair bride; and maiden's souls are such. — Tertullian Copy Share Image
The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Deliberate long before thou consecrate a friend, and when thy impartial justice concludes him worthy of thy bosom, receive him joyfully, and entertain him… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
A father may turn his back on his child, brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies, husbands may desert their wives, wives their husbands.… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
The proud spirit of the original owners of these vast prairies inherited through centuries of fierce and bloody wars for their possession, lingered last… — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
Music can minister to minds diseased, pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, raze out the written troubles of the brain, and with its… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
For a long time, no village girl would dress her hair or bosom with the sweetest flower from that field of death: and after… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
To seek out in a world full of joy the one thing that is certain to give you pain, and hug it to your… — Jean Giraudoux Copy Share Image
... the evil that comes out of your lips, into your own bosom will fall. — Amelia Barr Copy Share Image
If you can sin and not weep over it, you are an heir of Hell. If you can go into sin, and afterwards feel… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
