The sky and the sea make a harmonious picture.
The ship made slow progress through the rough sea.
Beyond the coral reef the open sea is dark blue.
The day's drive still left us a hundred miles short of the ocean.
The ship plowed across the ocean.
Life is a boundless sea and a man is like a small raft on the sea.
Socialism is like an ocean that takes in all the rivers and will never go dry.
But what are miles across the ocean to the heart thats coming home?
We were rowing downstream towards the sea.
The golden light gilded the sea.
Sea and sky seemed to blend.
All rivers run down to the sea.
I like to swim, especially in the sea.
A stream meandered towards the sea.
The mountain inclines towards the sea.
The river winds its way to the sea.
She was attracted by the waving sea.
Lo, I teach you the Superman: he is that sea; in him can your great contempt besubmerged.
We love the sea, yet we pollute it.
Not just an ordinary fish, but the most beautiful fish in the entire ocean.
I felt the power and presence of the ocean, myself, and the fisherman.
It is in our tears and in the sea.
He said, “It was so far away, somewhere across the sea.
On this island paradise, you can even see tropical fish swimming about in theirocean home.
The lessons of the sea, both good and bad, have followed me through mypersonal and professional life.
But I was born with a recurring nightmare of a great bird picking me up in its clawsand dropping me into an empty ocean, and for that, and other reasons, I have always been afraid of water.
And then shall I come to you, a boundless drop to a boundless ocean.
It seems to me I can never get tired of the sea. It is beautiful in all kinds ofweather, and at all times of the day.
I saw the sea.
And when you destroy them, the ocean laughs with you.
But as he raised it he found himself standing on a shore of blue sand by asluggish, black sea.
Every other year or so, some diver or something gets lost out at sea, these guysbring them home.