It struck me then how much the past - not just the past but history and family - was like the ocean tide. It was always the same ocean, but the waves made it fresh and new each time.

A fellow once came to me to ask for an appointment as a minister abroad. Finding he could not get that, he came down to some more modest position. Finally, he asked to be made a tide-waiter. When he saw he could not get that, he asked me for an old pair of trousers. It is sometimes well to be humble.

Pity swells the tide of love.

Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning?

For years I have endeavored to calm an impetuous tide -- laboring to make my feelings take an orderly course -- it was striving against the stream.

For a time it seemed inevitable that the surging tide of agnosticism and materialism would sweep all before it. There were those who did not dare utter what they thought. Many thought the case hopeless and the cause of religion lost once and for ever. But the tide has turned and to the rescue has come - what? The study of comparative religions. By the study of different religions we find that in essence they are one.

Trains, like time and tide, stop for no one.

Democrats are so spineless, so afraid to go against the tide... but dissension is the greatest form of patriotism.

You can never turn your back on the ocean.

We meet again, at the turn of the tide. A great storm is coming, but the tide has turned.