deep blue sea

In this epic monologue from Deep Blue Sea, a hungry shark makes a bite-size snack out of Jackson.

They were standing at the port railing, with the little girl between them, watching the great cliffs across the deep blue sea.

As Henry James has said, "It was a period when writers besought the deep blue sea 'to roll.'"

He arrived truly at a point from which he could look back upon people who "besought the deep blue sea to roll."

It always made me think of the deep blue sea, of old tars, and tall-sparred, white-sailed brigs.

Meanwhile we plough our way through a deep blue sea with the wind continually against us.