“Devoutly the teachers point out huge fumigated domes; but beneath the statues there's no love, no love beneath the eyes set in crystal. Love is there, in flesh ripped by thirst, in the tiny hut struggling against the flood; love is there, in ditches where snakes of hunger wrestle, in the sad sea that rocks dead gulls, and in the darkest stinging kiss under pillows.” EyeLove IsStruggleTeacherSeaRocksHugeKissingHungerFleshTinyFloodThirstSnakesStatuesCrystalsPillowRippedNo LoveHutsDomesGulls Author:Federico Garcia Lorca
“Sawbeaked epitome of bodiless Idea, tossed by gusts of ether, dive Through abstract mists and raid the sea of fact Eat rich strange fish, grow long bright feathers, press Form's flesh around thought's rib, and so derive From the act of beauty, beauty of the act.” LongIdeasFactsFormGrowsRichSeaStrangePressesFishesFleshAbstractFeathersMistRibsEpitome Author:Philip Jose Farmer
“[The sea] is the healer and the reviver, it cleanses the cavities of self-disgust and melancholy, of sloth and negation with the salt solution of life. It cures the lethargies of flesh and spirit with the slap and shake of elemental force. It cradles and comforts. Give it trust and it holds you secure; fight it and it kills.” GivingSelfSpiritFightingForceSeaComfortOceanSolutionsFleshCuresSecureShakesMelancholySaltDisgustingCradleSlapHealerSlothElementalsNegationLethargy Author:Marya Mannes
“The Spirit lurks within the Flesh Like Tides within the Sea That make the Water live, estranged What would the Either be?” SpiritWaterSeaAtheismPositive AtheismFleshTidesBeing Positive Book:The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson Source: The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson
“One can imagine a time when men who still inhabit organic bodies are regarded with pity by those who have passed on to an infinitely richer mode of existence, capable of throwing their consciousness or sphere of attention instantaneously to any point on land, sea, or sky where there is a suitable sensing organ. In adolescence we leave childhood behind; one day there may be a second and more portentous adolescence, when we bid farewell to the flesh.” MenMayStillsBodyBehindsExistenceAttentionConsciousnessImagineSeaSkyLandChildhoodOne DayCapableFleshPityThrowingSpheresOrgansAdolescenceFarewellSuitableSensing Book:Profiles Of The Future Source: Profiles Of The Future