“Though sands be black and bitter black the sea, Night lie before me and behind me night, And God within far Heaven refuse to light The consolation of the dawn for me,-- Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell, It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell With memory.” SoulEnoughLightLyingNightHeavenBlackMemoriesBehindsHellSeaRefuseBitterMy SoulDawnSandConsolationHeaven And HellEnough Love Author:Madison Cawein
“My soul, the seas are rough, and thou a stranger In these false coasts; O keep aloof; there's danger; Cast forth thy plummet; see, a rock appears; Thy ships want sea-room; make it with thy tears.” WantSoulRoomsSeaRocksDangerTearsCastsStrangerShipsMy SoulRoughCoastAloof Book:The Poetical Works of Richard Crashaw and Quarles' Emblems Source: The Poetical Works of Richard Crashaw and Quarles' Emblems
“Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of course I usually fish the big waters alone, although some friends think I shouldn't. Like many fly fishermen in western Montana where the summer days are almost Arctic in length, I often do not start fishing until the cool of the evening. Then in the Arctic half-light of the canyon, all existence fades to a being with my soul and memories and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot River and a four-count rhythm and the hope that a fish will rise.” ThinkingSoulBigsLightCoursesSoundWaterMemoriesExistenceHalfFourSeaSummerRiversWesternFishesBoatRhythmMy SoulEveningLakesFishingLengthFadesFishermanMontanaArcticCanyonsFly FishingSummer DaysRivers And Water Book:A River Runs Through It Source: A River Runs Through It
“My soul is ten thousand miles wide and extremely invisibly deep. It is the same size as the sea, and you cannot, you cannot cram it into beer cans and fingernails and stake it out in lots and own it. It will drown you all and never even notice.” SoulSeaThousandTenSizeWideMilesMy SoulBeerStakesThousand MilesFingernails Author:Ursula K. Le Guin