Badass Marine Quotes Novels & Stories

When I was not enjoying the privacy of the cave, my next best place to go was Marine Park. Something about this place calmed me. Mom often said it was because of marine life. More days than some I believed her. Other than the fact the animals were annoying, they were great to talk with. They had the weirdest pieces of advice no human would ever think of. All in all, this place was cool-ish.

I asked so many questions to marcas just because of excitement. "O my bullet train, take a breath, stop and speak a little slowly, otherwise your breath will get stuck in your neck and you will die. I will tell you everything. First you just stop, you know you will not change at all. You are always the same Once you start, nobody dares you to stop you. Now speaking a little slowly, I'm not going anywhere, I am telling you everything." Marcas says sweetly while shrugging his shoulders.

She leaned forward and hugged me back with the fierce strength of a child who had never known comfort. “The humans still hate the sea,” Marina whispered into my neck. “They still poison the coast. I was so scared they would come and hurt me, too.” “They won’t, not again,” I vowed. “I am the Queen of all packs, and I now command the air. Soon, I will command the water, and we will protect the deepest places. But I cannot command the water without your help. I need you to teach me, Marina.” Marina pulled back, her composure returning as the sense of purpose settled in. The pure, indigo light in her eyes steadied, and she became less child and more powerful entity.

"Hold that close. You are a strong woman, and I truly believe you will lead these men to success, do they not say that behind an apparently strong man is a stronger female?" "Something like that," Marie answered, muffling the high edge of her voice with her tissue. "But I don't feel strong." "The bravest never do," Ash offered with another squeeze to her shoulder. "I bet even Nelson Mandela had his bad days, but he prevailed, right?" "You can hardly compare me to him," Marie muttered, managed a wan smile. "But thank you. I can't let myself down, none of us can. This isn't the end. It isn't."

the boorish man in the lead said, staring at the merchant ship where Marlee was. “You should only say those things after you successfully attack us. You’re just a group of scum with mothers who neglected you,” Marlee retorted directly. Since the other party was their irreconcilable mortal enemy, she would not be polite in the slightest. “Do you think I can’t do anything to you if you keep hiding in your shell? Although I don’t know you did, I want to tell you that the power of a partial Eternal is beyond your imagination.” “You talk too much nonsense, you scum!”

(Elijah) “Of Course…after all with your new, fast and metal ship…and my soldiers capability…I can say that we have become as strong as a sea dragon on the battlefield….don’t worry with us on the party…Aeternum will surely have the strongest navy in the Fantasma…”. (Queen Aqeesha)

“You are the only person who has ever really listened without making it weird,” Zack admits, his voice dropping to a lower register. “Everyone else either starts crying or tries to give me inspirational quotes or something.” The wind rustles through a nearby oak branches overhead while they sit in comfortable silence for a moment. “Inspirational quotes,” she echoed. “That is a new one. What like ‘hang in there’ cat posters? Weird.”

“I understand this isn’t where you expected to be, but we may as well make the most of it. It isn’t everyday one finds himself on the maiden voyage of the greatest vessel ever to sail the seven seas.” Charlie laughed, picking up on the sarcasm in Jonathan’s tone. “God Himself could not sink this ship,” he replied, quoting the often repeated phrase. “Aye, but The New Yorker might,” Jonathan stated, gesturing at the wayward steamship floating aimlessly away from the docks. “Come on, let’s go over here where we can get a better look,” he insisted, placing his hand on Charlie’s shoulder and guiding him across the deck.

Why be a downer to everyone else? The Navy guy smiles. “The return trip will be much faster,” he adds. “We’ll be sailing with the current. Probably with the wind behind us, too.” I hadn’t even thought about a return trip. I wonder if there will even be one. I’m pulled from my speculations by the arrival of Sergeant Moss, a stocky, grizzled Marine weapons specialists who’s been giving us extra training for the past week. His weathered face and deep-set dark eyes give his countenance a severe, don’t-mess-with-me look. Except when he smiles—then he looks like someone’s favorite grandfather. He’s the only one on the ship older than my dad, but I’m pretty sure there’s not a soldier on board who w

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