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“You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him participate in synchronized diving.”
― Cuthbert Soup, Another Whole Nother Story

“Diving is a leap of faith plus gravity.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

“Hold this rope while I dive into my soul; don't even bother pulling it if I didn't come up on my own.”
― Ahmed Mostafa

“Something, most certainly, happens to a diver鈥檚 emotions underwater. It is not merely a side effect of the pleasing, vaguely erotic sensation of water pressure on the body. Nor is it alone the peculiar sense of weightlessness, which permits a diver to hang motionless in open water, observing sea life large as whales around him; not the ability of a diver, descending in that condition, to slowly tumble and rotate in all three spatial planes. It is not the exhilaration from disorientation that comes when one鈥檚 point of view starts to lose its 鈥渓efts鈥� and 鈥渄own鈥� and gains instead something else, a unique perception that grows out of the ease of movement in three dimensions. It is not from the diminishment of gravity to a force little more emphatic than a suggestion. It is not solely exposure to an unfamiliar intensity of life. It is not a state of rapture with the bottomless blue world beneath one鈥檚 feet鈥t is some complicated mix of these emotions, together with the constant proximity of real terror.”
― Barry Lopez, About This Life: Journeys on the Threshold of Memory

“Well... I love moving in extra dimensions. Not just backwards and forwards, but up and down and around. And fins. I love swimming with fins鈥� human feet are practically useless underwater. I love all the unique things you see on each dive. Millions of
little aquatic soap operas playing out between all the creatures. And the silence. Well, it鈥檚 not really silent
down there, but the roar of bubbles blocks any other
sound...”
― Kirsten Hubbard, Wanderlove

“I will dive into my chaos, and my Abyss will turn it into an art scene.”
― Talismanist Giebra, Talismanist: Fragments of the Ancient Fire. Philosophy of Fragmentism Series.

“I love moving in extra dimensions. Not just backwards and forwards, but up and down and around.”
― Kirsten Hubbard, Wanderlove

“All of a sudden we were out of the lot and on the highway next to the mountains, flying. I put my hand out the window, and then I put my head out. I felt my hair blow behind me and the air rush into me, and I forgot for a moment to worry about how I was supposed to be. Because I was perfect right then. Everything was. And Sky was a perfect driver. Not scary. Just steady. And fast. I wanted the music to last forever.”
― Ava Dellaira, Love Letters to the Dead

“Underwater I hear the water coming to my body, I hear the sunlight penetrating the water.”
― James Nestor, Deep: Freediving, Renegade Science, and What the Ocean Tells Us about Ourselves

“I watched the enormity of the clouds for several minutes. What I wanted to experience in the water, I realized, was how life of the reef was layered and intertwined. I now had many individual pieces at hand: named images, nouns. How were they related? What were the verbs? Which syntaxes were indigenous to the place? I asked a dozen knowledgeable people. No one was inclined to elaborate- or they didn鈥檛 know. 鈥淒id you see the octopus?鈥� Someone shouted after the dive. Yes, I thought, but who among us knows what it was doing? What else was THERE, just then? WHY?”
― Barry Lopez, About This Life: Journeys on the Threshold of Memory

“Entrepreneurs see the "no diving" sign and back-up to get a running start.”
― Ryan Lilly

“I stood against the wind, watching the movement of the water around the coral islands. It pushed up the shelf gently, and if it was as calm beneath the surface as it was above, I could do the dive in just minutes”
― Adrienne Young, Fable

“Who will you be, my Little Ones? Will you dance for the fires of your youth and run at midnight to water鈥檚 edge, diving into summer鈥檚 heat? Will you ride a wild mare to any thought or dream or love of your making? Will you seek the artistry of your own infatuations and explore . . .”
― Carew Papritz, The Legacy Letters: his Wife, his Children, his Final Gift

“Death is known only through dying and truth is known only through diving deep within oneself.”
― Maitreya Rudrabhayananda, Drop It! Practical Guide to Self Enlightenment

“We have the responsibility to care for the ocean as it cares for us”
― Suzanne van der Veeken, Ocean Nomad | The Complete Atlantic Sailing Crew Guide - How to Catch a Ride & Contribute to a Healthier Ocean

“Sometimes my kitchen sink doubles as a duck pond. Problem is, I can't exactly move my diving board, so I have to relocate Greg Louganis Hour to another slot, like one on the toaster.”
― Jarod Kintz, Music is fluid, and my saxophone overflows when my ducks slosh in the sounds I make in elevators.

“Sometimes I wish I could describe how wonderful I feel in those few seconds from the time he spreads his arms above his head, as if trying to grab hold of something, to the instant he vanishes into the water. But I can never find the right words. Perhaps it鈥檚 because he鈥檚 falling through time, to a place where words can never reach.”
― Y艒ko Ogawa, The Diving Pool: Three Novellas

“Train hard, fight easy.”
― John Steele

“There is a lonesome field of tall grasses within which one might pass a warm dusk eve and watch the stars and fireflies bring new illumination against the periwinkle sky and amidst the faint symphony of crickets and marsh frogs. A breeze whisks over and nearly flattens the fibrous stalks, and there is a sense of renewing peace that fills the form on this eve that one might wish to carry forward into all moments thereafter鈥攁 resplendent sense of contentment. All is finally and lastingly to one鈥檚 satisfaction.

And yet, right now, this notion of satisfaction seems illusory and unattainable.

At these depths, it seems too like a childish game.”
― Ashim Shanker, trenches parallax leapfrog

“A great diving scene. Worth the read just for that:

鈥淩andy! You have the best eyes for bubbles. Find my missing diver.鈥�
Paul leaned over the boat and yelled at the people waiting in the water. 鈥淗ey! Where鈥檚 . . .鈥� He examined the faces. It didn鈥檛 take long to figure out who was missing. His heart spiraled to his feet.
鈥淥h, no, no, no!鈥� He didn鈥檛 hesitate to jump to action. He yelled out orders as he put his gear on in record time. 鈥淕et back on the boat. Now!鈥�
鈥淚 see bubbles! Over there, 鈥榖out fifteen meters,鈥� Randy called before anyone had a chance to do anything.
Paul stood on the back of the boat, all geared up and holding an extra tank with a regulator already attached. He looked to see where Randy pointed and took a giant stride into the water. He didn鈥檛 bother to surface before starting the fastest descent he鈥檇 ever made.”
― S. Jackson Rivera

“Do not think to swim below. The ocean is already pushing into ears, sinuses, temples, the softness of eyes, and the harpsichord strings behind the kneecaps.”
― J.M. Ledgard

“The ocean made space for me, pressing against the blackness of my assumed skin, buoying me and counter-acting the heaviness of the lead fastened around my waist. I kicked and continued my initial dive, feeling the pressures sliding back against my belly and legs, the quiet acceptance of the seas. Space and oceans have much in common, both are alien to us, not our element, both contain mysteries, dangers, sudden beauties of their own and beyond our land-bound experience. But space is a container of nothingness, a vacuum, a void of immeasurable loneliness and occasional transcendence. Water is a repository of life, and the life asserts itself as you move through the ocean; creatures large and small, beautiful or stunningle grotesque according to their custom, aquatic forests and microscopic landscapes, beings caught between the layers of life, rocks made of living creatures and living creatures made of stone, vegetable animals and animated plants and sudden deep, heart-breaking, lovely jewels that flick their trailing rainbows and dart away from you between the fronds of weeds, leaving shimmering mysteries that can be pursued, but never truly caught and comprehended.
Space does not care whether you are there or not, and the struggle to survive between worlds is a fight to avoid being sucked into a vacuum, into an ultimate nil. Implacable in its indifference, it kills you simply because it is, and crushes you with the weight of your knowledge of its indifference. But the ocean is not indifferent. It reacts and shapes itself to your presence or absence, presents its laws as implacable realities, but an instant later displays the very non-exemplar of that rule swimming calmly through the depths. Accept the strangeness and the ocean opens to you, gives you freedom and beauty, a hook into otherness. But wonder approached in fear is cancelled, disappears into threathening shiverings of distant plants, into terrifying movements of bulky darkness through the rocks.”
― Marta Randall, Islands

“A RIB is a rigid inflatable boat, and this has an engine at the rear which pushes the nose up and out of the water as it bounces along at a great speed. This was a good-sized one and I realised that it must have an antigrav component because it never sank in the water though the team of Neptunians got on with us. The marine engineer steering it took us out to the dive boat, a large 鈥� to our eyes 鈥� vessel over a mile offshore. We sat back and gripped the rope lacings along the sides and breathed in salt spray air, grinning foolishly at our friends and each other. The RIB engine was so noisy that we couldn鈥檛 really talk but we were relishing being right down at water level, streaking across the Thames estuary, heading for the most dangerous boat in the world.”
― Clare O'Beara, Dining Out Around The Solar System

“M茅lodie Marine vous propose un premier roman apr猫s avoir 茅crit des ouvrages professionnels. Titulaire de diff茅rents dipl么mes et d鈥檈xp茅riences dans des domaines h茅t茅rog猫nes, elle poursuit sa qu锚te de la vie en partageant ses analyses du monde modestement au sein d鈥檜n roman d鈥橝mour et d鈥檃ventures. L鈥檃uteur a voyag茅 dans de nombreux pays o霉 elle aime se confronter 脿 la vie locale. Elle a d鈥檃illeurs v茅cu 脿 l鈥櫭﹖ranger pendant plusieurs ann茅es.”
― M茅lodie Marine

“Those were the things she hated: all those regrets, all those maybes.”
― Diana Stevan, A Cry From The Deep

“Treasure comes in many forms.”
― S.A. Rodriguez, Treasure Tracks

“I would dive off the ten meter diving board at the swimming pool and it really hurts when you hit the water from that height!”
― Steven Magee

“Diving, I floated amid an entirely new ecosystem filled with creatures and vegetation that seemed to beckon me in. The responsibilities and worries of my life couldn鈥檛 penetrate the gleaming waters, offering me a weightlessness in both body and spirit.”
― Jean-Philippe Soul茅, I, Tarzan: Against All Odds