10 quotes about the sea found in literature

Many writers have been obsessed with the sea, including this faithful servant. An intimate relationship, even sometimes surreal, that pushes us towards that body of water from which we all came, the one that creates myths and legends, on whose shores we look out to reflect and the mystery that, in itself, the ocean has invoked in the work of artists who go from Shakespeare to Virginia Woolf, from Pablo Neruda to Gabriel García Márquez.

Taking advantage of the recently inaugurated summer, I invite you to reflect and refresh yourself with these 10 quotes about the sea found in literature.

The river is inside us, the sea surrounds us everywhere;
The sea is the edge of the earth too, the granite
Until the one who arrives, the beaches where he launches
His samples of another more primitive creation
The starfish, the limulus, the whale back;
The pools where it provides our curiosity
The most delicate algae and the sea anemone.
Throw our losses into the air, the torn web,
Chunks of lobster pot, the oar broken
And the teams of dead aliens. The sea has many voices,
Many gods and many voices.

The Dry Salvages, by TS Eliot

Anyway, I would have liked you to stay here, in this unique key, 157 miles from Miami and only 90 from Cuba, in the very center of the sea, with the same breeze from down there, the same color in the water; and without any of its calamities.

 End of a story, by Reinaldo Arenas

"Five fathoms deep lies your father, 
his bones made coral; 
they are pearls that were his eyes. 
Nothing in him has decomposed, 
although the sea transformed it 
into something rich and strange. 
The nymphs, every hour, ring their bell. " 

The Tempest, by William Shakespeare

The sea. The sea.
The sea. Only the sea!
Why did you bring me, father,
to the city?
Why did you dig me up
from sea?
In dreams, the tidal wave
it pulls me by the heart.
I would like to take it.
Father why did you bring me
here?

The sea. The sea, by Rafael Alberti

Five fathoms deep lies your father, 
his bones made coral; 
they are pearls that were his eyes. 
Nothing in him has decomposed, 
although the sea transformed it 
into something rich and strange. 
The nymphs, every hour, ring their bell. 

The Tempest, by William Shakespeare

The sea will ring in my ears. The white petals will darken with sea water. They will float for a moment and then sink. Taking me over the waves I'll jump on top of it.

Las Olas, by Virginia Woolf

I need the sea because it teaches me:
I don't know if I learn music or consciousness:
I do not know if it is wave alone or being deep
or just hoarse or dazzling voice
assumption of fish and ships.

The sea, by Pablo Neruda

And the Eldar say that the echo of the Music of the Ainur still lives in the water, more than in any other substance on Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar still listen insatiably to the voices of the Sea, although they still do not know what they hear. "

The Silmarilion, by JRR Tolkien

He looked out over the sea and realized how lonely he was.

The Old Man and the Sea, by Ernest Hemingway

One night in March comes to the town, from the sea, a smell of roses that only some of its inhabitants feel and of which only two are sure, Tobías, a young man, and Petra, an old woman.

The sea of ​​lost time, by Gabriel García Márquez.


The sea had bitten his finite body, but drowned the infinity of his soul.

Moby Dick by Herman Melville

What other quotes about the sea found in the books can you think of?


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  1.   Diana said

    «The sea seemed to him one of the most wonderful things he had seen until then. It was big and deep, much more than I could have imagined. It changed color, shape, expression according to time, time and place.
    Chronicle of the bird that winds the world, Haruki Murakami

  2.   jacky said

    The fog and the sea sail, nothing else !!! to feel alone, and that your world is by your side,