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“Someday, we鈥檒l run into each other again, I know it.
Maybe I鈥檒l be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens,
that鈥檚 when I鈥檒l deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can鈥檛 hook
your boat to mine, because I鈥檓 liable to sink us both.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

“My heart is burning a hole in my chest and every time you speak to me, it keeps sinking, and I'm left with nothing but ashes. I wish she were talking to me, because the more she speaks to me, the more my heart flutters like a rising phoenix.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz”
― Karen Quan, liQUID PROse QUOtes

“As the station wagon pulled back onto the highway, the sun was slowly sinking below the horizon like a leaky boat. Well, except for that fact that boats are not generally round, orange and on fire. Hmm. Come to think of it, in no way whatsoever did the sun, in this instance, resemble a leaky boat. My apologies. That was a dreadful attempt at simile. Please allow me to try again.
As the station wagon pulled back onto the highway, the sun was slowly sinking below the horizon like a self-luminous, gaseous sphere comprised mainly of of hydrogen and helium.”
― Cuthbert Soup, A Whole Nother Story

“I don鈥檛 know why we fight.
It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.
To dodge your skin in the hallway
and leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.
It takes much too effort to stare at the sink
so my eyes don鈥檛 smile at you in the mirror.
It takes much too effort to look away as we undress
and lie apart in the now bigger bed.
It takes much too effort to stiffen my body
because sleepy limbs forget fights
and pride is always lost in dreams.
It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.
I dread the light peeking through the parted curtains
and empathise with your groans 鈥�
I didn鈥檛 get any sleep either.
I really don鈥檛 know why we fight.
It takes much too effort to stay mad at one another
when it鈥檚 so easy for us to love.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Live to revel in just another twilight. Life may sink and disappear along with the sunset never to rise again”
― Munia Khan

“Drowning men will drag you down if you let them. Sometimes, to survive, you have to let them sink.”
― John Connolly, The Burning Soul

“He sank back into his black-and-white world, his immobile world of inanimate drawings that had been granted the secret of motion, his death-world with its hidden gift of life. But that life was a deeply ambiguous life, a conjurer's trick, a crafty illusion based on an accidental property of the retina, which retained an image for a fraction of a second after the image was no longer present. On this frail fact was erected the entire structure of the cinema, that colossal confidence game. The animated cartoon was a far more honest expression of the cinematic illusion than the so-called realistic film, because the cartoon reveled in its own illusory nature, exulted in the impossible--indeed it claimed the impossible as its own, exalted it as its own highest end, found in impossibility, in the negation of the actual, its profoundest reason for being. The animated cartoon was nothing but the poetry of the impossible--therein lay its exhilaration and its secret melancholy. For this willful violation of the actual, while it was an intoxicating release from the constriction of things, was at the same time nothing but a delusion, an attempt to outwit mortality. As such it was doomed to failure. And yet it was desperately important to smash through the constriction of the actual, to unhinge the universe and let the impossible stream in, because otherwise--well, otherwise the world was nothing but an editorial cartoon.”
― Steven Millhauser, Little Kingdoms

“The words bounced off her like a stone skipping over the surface of a lake.
A stone may skip a long way, but it always sinks eventually.”
― Rachel Hartman, Tess of the Road

“Not the waves, not the storms, but often we ourselves sink our ships!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Celebrate your achievements, but never let them sink you into the pool of complacency.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, 101 Keys To Everyday Passion

“Keep your heads up! We are sinking!”
― Ljupka Cvetanova, The New Land

“Instead of the weight that sinks us, consequences are often the life preserver that saves us.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Into the sea I鈥檇 love to sink
When with both eyes a shark can blink
Is he a brave fish or a marine man?
Through those closed eyelids my heart will he scan?”
― Munia Khan

“When the tragedy begins and the boat begins to sink. I will do everything in my power to help save my mates, if they refuse my help I have no choice but to jump ship to save myself”
― Ms. Bonnie Zackson Koury

“Sweetheart, I鈥檓 building my road to you. You may be beautiful and far and unreachable. But I have a feeling you鈥檇 eventually sink into me.”
― Nitya Prakash

“Did Mrs Gillespie get stung by a bee?鈥� I asked.”
― David Thorne, Wrap It In A Bit Of Cheese Like You're Tricking The Dog

“Don鈥檛 think that you didn鈥檛 launch the torpedo that sunk your ship.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Noah rests both of his hands below my butt, and before I can move closer to him, he lifts me and props me onto the sink. I suck in a breath and pop open my eyes. Noah smiles at me in a way that makes me fall in love with him all over again.
鈥淵ou said you鈥檇 only do that if I didn鈥檛 lower my hands and look at you,鈥� I tease.
鈥淲hat can I say? After I spoke the words, it was a done deal. I鈥檓 all about making my fantasies realities with you, Echo.”
― Katie McGarry, Breaking the Rules

“Let's every though sink in.”
― Deyth Banger

“A ship with a hole underneath is doomed to sink! And ignorance is also a hole in the brain, a big hole!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Life is an ocean and every ocean necessitates right thinking and right action or else sinking becomes the only fate realisable!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Love has a philosophy of its own, you have to sink profoundly to understand it. It is impossible to understand it superficially.”
― Yash Thakur

“Not only the ships sink but minds also sink, most especially the minds who does not know the secrets of being happy with all kinds of ordinariness in life!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“It takes a long time for the spiritual and cultural knowledge to sink in our subconscious mind and become a belief. Our beliefs also change with time, but the change is quite slow like the changes in the body of a person. Even the most progressive person doesn鈥檛 want to change his beliefs though he may always be ready to acquire new knowledge.”
― Awdhesh Singh, Myths are Real, Reality is a Myth

“If you have to sail in a very stormy weather, take the word 'sinking' out of your dictionary! Success is achieved first in the mind!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“The rich don't care if the World is to sink. They have yachts.”
― Ljupka Cvetanova, The New Land

“What use is rowing - for a captain without a ship?”
― Moniastw

“To sink, is to walk on air in a bubble of water.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Under ground, under ground! Down in the safe soft womb of earth, where there is no getting of jobs or losing of jobs, no relatives or friends to plague you, no hope, fear, ambition, honour, duty - no duns of any kind. That was where he wished to be.
Yet it was not death, actual physical death, that he wished for. It was a queer feeling that he had. It had been with him ever since that morning when he woke up in the police cell. The evil, mutinous mood that comes after drunkenness seemed to have set into a habit. That drunken night had marked a period in his life. It had dragged him downward with strange suddenness. Before, he had fought against the money-code, and yet he had clung to his wretched remnant of decency. But now it was precisely from decency that he wanted to escape. He wanted to go down, deep down, into some world where decency no longer mattered; to cut the strings of his self-respect, to submerge himself - to sink, as Rosemary had said. It was all bound up in his mind with the thought of being underground. He liked to think about the lost people, the underground people, tramps, beggars, criminals, prostitutes. It is a good world that they inhabit, down there in their frowzy kips and spikes. He liked to think that beneath the world of money there is that great sluttish underworld where failure and success have no meaning; a sort of kingdom of ghosts where all are equal. That was where he wished to be, down in the ghost-kingdom, below ambition.”
― George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying

“Do not be tempted to remain in your sunken place. Rise up! Cheer up! And never give up!”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts