The only good reason for swimming, so far as I can see, is to escape drowning.
Drowning men, it is said, cling to wisps of straw.
One could say the higher the spirit goes, the more deeply the soul sinks down into the waters of melancholy and tragedy. Drowning in that water is as sweet as rising.
Ah, love is a voyage with water and a star, in drowning air and squalls of precipitate bran; love is a war of lights in the lightning flashes, two bodies blasted in a single burst of honey.
Even his hair was bigger—a massive globe of blue-black frizz so thick that his lobster-claw horns appeared to be drowning as they tried to swim their way to the surface. “Is that why they named you Aphros?” Leo asked as they glided down the path from the cave. “Because of the Afro?” Aphros scowled. “What do you mean?” “Nothing,” Leo said quickly.
Coroner's inquest: death by drowning. And he hasn't been to the sea-shore in ten years.
We stand, as it were, on the shore, and see multitudes of our fellow beings struggling in the water, stretching forth their arms, sinking, drowning, and we are powerless to assist them.
. . . sometimes you have to deal Devilishly with drowning men in order to swim them to shore.
We drift down time, clutching at straws. But what good's a brick to a drowning man?
I'll try to be careful, but I know I'm not immune, cause I just can't imagine how I'd ever come to harm with this feeling that I'm feeling as I'm drowning in your arms.
We cling to words like drowning men to straws. But still we drown, we drown.
You don't care what people think. You don't see your beloved's faults, the slight stinginess, the bit of carelessness, the occasional streak of meanness. You don't mind that he is beneath you socially, educationally, financially, and morally--that's the worst, I think, deficient morals. (Saving Fish From Drowning)
hope is like a piece of string when you’re drowning; it just isn’t enough to get you out by itself.
I remember a story I once heard about drowning: that when you fall into cold water it's not that you drown right away but that the cold disorients you and makes you think that down is up and up is down, so you may be swimming, swimming, swimming for your life in the wrong direction, all the way toward the bottom until you sink. That's how I feel, as though everything has been turned around.
Well, listen, you know, the Czech saying is, you know, when you are drowning you are grabbing even a little twig. That's what all Czechs were doing, grabbing for. . . with the hope for this little twig.
Silverstream: You idiot!!! What are you doing in my territory??? Graystripe:. . . Drowning? Silverstream: Can't you do that in your own territory? Graystripe: Ah, but who would rescue me there?
When I started making my own records, I had this idea of drowning out the singer and putting the rest in the foreground. It was the background that interested me.
Knowledge is theory. We should be thankful if action of management is based on theory. Knowledge has temporal spread. Information is not knowledge. The world is drowning in information but is slow in acquisition of knowledge. There is no substitute for knowledge.
I think you’re the saddest person I’ve ever met. It’s like you’re drowning in it.
Since the 1970s, I have asked students if they would first try to save their drowning dog or a drowning stranger. And for 40 years I have received the same results: One third vote for their dog, one third for the stranger, and one third don't know what they would do.
