All Quotes By Tag: Pirates

“Midnight Omen Deja vu” – Because everyone should experience love in the Caribbean…at least once in a lifetime.”

“Look,” Grace said. “How strange! In spite of the rain, you can still see the stars. How bright they are tonight.” She pointed, but Lorcan didn’t look. His eyes remained fixed intently on her.”I can’t think of a finer sight in the whole world than the one I’m looking at right now,” he said.In spite of being drenched, Grace flushed at his words.Lorcan’s eyes sparkled at her, brighter than ever before. It was as if the rare blue gems of his iriseshad been washed by the rain amd buffed by the moonlight to a new intensity. “Grace, there’s been something I’ve wanted to do for a very long time now, but things have kept getting in the way.” He reached forward, bringing a hand to the side of her face. Then he gently but firmly drew her wet face toward his. He gazed at her, as if seeing her for the first time. Then he brought his soft lips down to hers and kissed her.”

“It’s better to swim in the sea belowThan to swing in the air and feed the crow,Says jolly Ned Teach of Bristol.”

“Hurricanes couldn’t remove you from my mind. You’re my world and I’m incapable of not loving you.”

“Inherited Will, The Destiny of the Age, and The Dreams of the People. As long as people continue to pursue the meaning of Freedom, these things will never cease to be!” – Gol D. Roger”

“Some pirates achieved immortality by great deeds of cruelty or derring-do. Some achieved immortality by amassing great wealth. But the captain had long ago decided that he would, on the whole, prefer to achieve immortality by not dying.”

“Whether we wound or are wounded, the blood that flows is red.”

“Because…” he used to cradle his daughter in his arms every morning and often they would exchange soft nuances “…if you can dream it, if you can see it in your visions at night, if you can feel it in your soul, it’s yours! And it never really belonged to anyone else, in the first place! It was always yours!” Viera returned her scroll to the drawer and closed it, she kissed the compass around her neck and climbed into her bed under the warm quilts, the candle flame crackled and the memories of her father’s arms around her embraced her there in bed and his deep, hoarse voice resounded in her ears; “… and if you chance upon a treasure that is yours and it happens to be in the possession of someone else, it’s not very wrong to take what is yours, to take what you dreamed, what you saw in your visions at night, what you felt visit you in your spirit! Sure, it’s not lawful, but aye aye my little one, listen to me when I tell you that the best things in life are not under the laws of any sort! For which law created love? Which law created courage? The best things, the real things, are the things that are not measured by any man’s laws! Fear is the only thing that any law has ever created! And what kind of pirates would we all be if we were afraid of any of our fears, even a little!”