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“On Sunday mornings, as the dawn burned into day, swarms of gulls descended on the uncollected trash, hovering and dropping in the cold clear light.”
― Edward Conlon, Blue Blood by Conlon, Edward (2004) Paperback

“Flight of my mind rises beneath the seagull’s wings …then ocean is my motherland I feel.”
― Munia Khan

“Home for the soldiers must be the fishing town, its harbour patrolled by gulls, for there was nowhere else to go if they came this way. If they kept on walking, they’d topple into the sea.”
― Catherine Law, Shoal: A Thanet Writers Anthology

“The wind tousled his hair, and Dain’s chest loosed a little as his gaze broke from the wooden maid to follow a breeze-blown gull toward the horizon. The distant salmon skies dipped over the rim of the sea, and for the first time since boarding, he wondered where the waves might take him.”
― Micheline Ryckman, The Maiden Ship

“Have you seen an evening sea at high tide, as snow is coming ? Stood on a cliff with that strange, slow light and the gulls that wheel, but do no call, as if they sense it too, and have you looked down to the sea, where the waves are ghostly-looking, with an Arctic blueness to them, and the cove is full of white, hissing water, and the foam scuds on beaches, and you can smell it -- the snow ?”
― Susan Fletcher