Salt Quotes
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We have a wretched motley crew, in the fleet; the marines the refuse of every regiment, and the seamen, few of them, ever wet with salt water.
benedict arnold— Letter to General Gates (21 September 1776), in Battle of Valcour on Lake Champlain, October 11th, 1776 by Peter Sailly Palmer (1876, p. 5)
A God, a God their severance ruled! And bade betwixt their shores to be The unplumbed, salt, estranging sea.
Matthew Arnold— 1852 Empedocles on Etna and Other Poems,'To MargueriteContinued', l.22-4.
Everywhere the sea is a teacher of truth. I am not sure that the best thing I find in sailing is not this salt of reality.
hilaire belloc— c.1910 The Cruise of the Nona.
Sand-strewn caverns, cool and deep, Where the winds are all asleep; Where the spent lights quiver and gleam; Where the salt weed sways in the stream.
Matthew Arnold— 1849 The Strayed Reveller, and Other Poems,'The Forsaken Merman', l.35-8.
How melancholy a thing is success. Whilst failure inspirits a man, attainment reads the sad prosy lesson that all our glories "Are shadows, not substantial things." Truly said the sayer, "disappointment is the salt of life" a salutary bitter which strengthens the mind for fresh exertion, and gives a double value to the prize.
sir richard francis burton— First Footsteps in East Africa (1856)
'Oh, where are you going to, all you Big Steamers, With England's own coal, up and down the salt seas?'
'We are going to fetch you your bread and your butter, Your beef, pork, and mutton, eggs, apples and cheese.'
— Big Steamers (1911)
The cure for anything is salt water — sweat, tears, or the sea.
karen blixen— As quoted in Reader's Digest (April 1964)
— Variant: I know a cure for everything. Salt water ... in one form or another, sweat, tears or the salt sea.
A slab of bread "buttered" with lard and, if you were lucky, seasoned with salt and pepper, was a luxury.
jimmy hoffa— Chapter 2, How It All Started, p. 28
Now no joy but lacks salt, That is not dashed with pain And weariness and fault; I crave the stain Of tears, the aftermark Of almost too much love, The sweet of bitter bark And burning clove.
robert frost— "To Earthward" (1923), st. 5,6
Oh salty sea, how much of your salt are tears of Portugal!
— Original: Ó mar salgado, quanto do teu sal
São lágrimas de Portugal!
— Poem "Mar Português", Verses 1-2
Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men.
Bible (NewTestament)— St Matthew 5:13.
I don't trust anybody who's never eaten bread with the salt of tears.
Takeshi Kaiko— 1963 'The Laughing Stock', in Five Thousand Runaways (translated by Cecilia Segawa Seigle).
Being kissed bya man who didn't wax his moustache waslike eating an egg without salt.
— 1888 The Story of the Gadsbys,'Poor Dear Mamma'.
"Do you know a cure for me?" "Why yes," he said, "I know a cure for everything. salt water." "salt water?" I asked him. "Yes," he said, "in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea."
karen blixen— "The Deluge at Norderney"
"Do you know a cure for me?" "Why yes," he said, "I know a cure for everything. salt water." "salt water?" I asked him. "Yes," he said, "in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea."
karen blixen— "The Deluge at Norderney"
Some people think that macrobiotic philosophy is no more than the teaching of a diet - the eating of brown rice, carrots, and gomashio (sesame salt), others imagine that it is summed up in the statement, "Don't eat cake and sugar." How far from the truth!
george ohsawa— p. 82 (Essential Ohsawa - From Food to Health, Happiness to Freedom - Understanding the Basics of Macrobiotics (1994))
Not worth his salt.
petronius— Sec. 57 (Satyricon)
I have seen Christians in Communist prisons with fifty pounds of chains on their feet, tortured with red-hot iron pokers, in whose throats spoonfuls of salt had been forced, being kept afterward without water, starving, whipped, suffering from cold--and praying with fervor for the Communists. This is humanly inexplicable! It is the love of Christ, which was poured out in our hearts.
richard wurmbrand— p. 55 (Tortured For Christ (1967))
Give neither salt nor counsel till you are asked for it. (Strauss, 1994 p. 661)Keep your own counsel.
— "A wise man should never resolve upon any thing, at least never let the world know his resolution. How many things did the resolve in his declaration concerning Scotland, never to do, and yet did them all?"
— Selden, John (1689). Table Talk: Being the Discourses. T. White. p. 175.
— Ward, Caroline (1842). National Proverbs in the Principal Languages of Europe. J.W. Parker. p. 74.
“I smell fennel,” Launcelot said. “That reminds me, I should tell you I have discovered a specific for maims. You take salt, good-quality river mud, and bee urine, and slather it on the maim and hold it there for two days. Works like a charm. Gathering the bee urine is a bit of a bore.”
Donald Barthelme— p. 94 (The King (1990))
Who hath desired the Sea? the sight of salt water unbounded The heave and the halt and the hurl and the crash of the comber wind-hounded?
rudyard kipling— The Sea and the Hills, Stanza 1 (1903).
These men were the salt of the skies , the one out of ten who had determinedly stayed alive through the whole war, very often hurt, absolutely refusing to be killed.
r. a. lafferty— Ch. 1 (Space Chantey (1968))
Any opinion writer worth his salt would have rejected the quaint notion that certain eternally aggrieved identity groups have exclusive linguistic rights to words in the English language.
ilana mercer— "Uber Alec, Barking-Mad Bashir, Death-Defying Libertarians", WorldNetDaily.com, November 29, 2013.
Those eyes of thine from mine have drawn salt tears, Sham'd their aspect with store of childish drops.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Richard III (c. 1591), Act I, scene 2, line 154.
Her father was a fisherman, with a beard that tasted of salt, and fingers that smelled like the sea.
— Arthur M. Jolly A Gulag Mouse, Act II, sc. i.
We get no good By being ungenerous, even to a book, And calculating profits so much help By so much reading. It is rather when We gloriously forget ourselves, and plunge Soul-forward, headlong, into a book's profound, Impassioned for its beauty, and salt of truth 'Tis then we get the right good from a book.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh (1856), Book I, line 700.
I really didn't dare to send it across the Atlantic the whales are so inconsiderate. They'd have been sure to want to borrow it to show to the little whales, quite forgetting that the salt water would be sure to ruin it.
— Lewis Carroll, letter to Isa Bowman, on a copy of Sylvie and Bruno, (16 May 1890), p.214
We have some salt of our youth in us.
— Shallow, scene iii
