Quotes:

'The foghorn', story by Ray Bradbury

Out there in the cold water, far from land, we waited every night for the coming of the fog, and it came, and we oiled the brass machinery and lit the fog light up in the stone tower...And if they did not see our light, then there was always our Voice, the great deep cry of our Fog Horn shuddering through the rags of mist...

'Story People'  text free to Brian Andreas

There was a single blue line of crayon drawn across every wall in the house... A sailor needs the sight of the sea, he said.

'Race to be king', lyrics by Seth Lakeman

So we sailed up north to reach the ice/ We took full sails/ Each boat was manned with guns/ And rope to hunt that whale/ We know, that we're fighting/ In this frost on our own/ And we'll see no sound/ Or sight of our homes...

'Moby Dick', book by Herman Melville

Right and left, the streets take you waterward. What do you see? ... Posted like silent sentinels all around the town, stand thousands upon thousands of mortal men fixed in ocean reveries. But these are all landsmen; of week days pent up in lath and plaster ... tied to counters, nailed to benches, clinched to desks. How then is this? What do they here? But look! Strange! Nothing will content them but the extremest limit of the land; No. They must get just as nigh the water as they possibly can without falling in. ... There is magic in it.

Yes, as everyone knows, meditation and water are wedded forever.

The Secret of Roan Innish', film by John Sayles

Can you see it from here? Look out there, you see a lighthouse on a long flat island. Then to your right, a great island of dark hills. There's a wee bit of a green island between them!

'The Rime of the Ancient Mariner', poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Water, water, everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, everywhere, Nor any drop to drink.

'The Sea' book by John Banville

By the sea, everything consists of thin horizontal lines, The world is reduced to a few elongated straight lines pressed between heaven and earth.

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