Top 1200 Blue Sea Quotes & Sayings - Page 14

but their eyes were as cold blue glass buttons.

Being a 'Blue Peter' presenter is not well paid.

Blue uniforms are real. Cops are a social fiction

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again.

It’s time to burn the beret and bury the blue dress.

In 1998 when I did the album 'Blue,' that was my worst phase.

Blue is bright and gives us hope for the future.

I ripped through the blue shade of the constraints of color.

The sea is the sweat of the earth.

The sea is the universal sewer.

Roses are red, violets are blue, so are my balls thanks to you.

Occasionally, I'll wear glitter or blue eye shadow.

The sea is certainly common to all.

The sea is endless when you are in a rowboat.

Earth's sweat, the sea.

It's a perfect day here in Australia, glorious blue sunshine

It's not the sea that drowns you-it's the puddle.

Life is as inexorable as the sea.

I live with romance in my brain. I'm a true-blue Cancerian like that.

You could drown a kitten in her blue eyes.

Black men built the railroads, not blue eyes.

Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.

Once in a blue moon someone like you comes along.

Im completely gobsmacked by the Rookie Blue fans.

I always relate respectfully with blue-collar people.

Walk with electro-glide down the blue highway.

The sheen of ocean gleams on the blue fish-plate.

Our devil has pale skin and blue eyes

Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.

One minute you can be the blue-eyed boy and the next match you can be slated.

There was a show I loved as a kid: 'The Blue Falcon & Dynomutt.'

We've got the blue-collar pros here in San Diego.

The bottom of the sea is cruel.

They moved together, blue diamonds on a green field.

Black hair and blue eyes are my favorite combination.

Anyone's blood can become blue for a lump sum down.

When I got a Telugu film, it happened out of the blue.

The other me, who did not mean to drown herself, went under the sea and remained there for a long time. Eventually she surfaced near Japan and people gave her gifts but she had been so long under the sea she did not recognize what they were. She is a sly one. Mostly at night we commune. Night. Harbinger of dream and nightmare and bearer of omens which defy the music of words. In the morning the fear of her going is very real and very alarming. It can make one tremble. Not that she cares. She is the muse. I am the messenger.

There's never an end for the sea.

We were enclosed, O eternal Father, within the garden of your breast. You drew us out of your holy mind like a flower petaled with our soul's three powers and into each power you put the whole plant, so that they might bear fruit in your garden, might come back to you with the fruit you gave them. And you would come back to the soul, to fill her with your blessedness. There the soul dwells like the fish in the sea and the sea in the fish.

O you, who in some pretty boat, Eager to listen, have been following Behind my ship, that singing sails along Turn back to look again upon your own shores; Tempt not the deep, lest unawares, In losing me, you yourselves might be lost. The sea I sail has never yet been passed; Minerva breathes, and pilots me Apollo, And Muses nine point out to me the Bears. You other few who have neck uplifted Betimes to the bread of angels upon Which one lives and does not grow sated, Well may you launch your vessel Upon the deep sea.

Midnight blue is the only color that can ever compete with black.

The Earth is a tiny blue speck in a universe of unfriendly options.

I am in the Matrix and I just took the blue pill.

The one thing I couldn't identify with was the blue cowboy outfit he put on.

Good-humor is the clear blue sky of the soul.

Money always ends up making you blue.

The sea is not a bargain basement.

For the land, the sea is beautiful; for the sea, the land is beautiful!

Blue is the smoke of wrar, white the bones of men.

Debt is a bottomless sea.

I am not a man of the sea.

Believe it or not, the sky is blue here in Glasgow. I absolutely love it here.

The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance.

the sea is made of blood

Now are the woods all black, But still the sky is blue.

Bugsy Siegel. The mobster with the beautiful blue eyes.

The sea hates a coward.

You will find my last words in the blue folder.

Venice is all sea and sculpture.