“Beckon The Sea,I'll Come To The....Shed Seven Tears, Perchance Seven Years....”
“Carter dragged her onto his lap and held her in the same way, in the same loft, like seven years had never passed. This time though, he shed a few tears along with her.”
“Every seven years our bodies change, every cell. Every seven years, we disappear.”
“Not even seven thousands years of joy can justify seven days of repression.”
“There are seven mermaid princesses and seven pearls. The reason I sing is to convey my love. The reason the pearl sparkels is to brighten the sea. And so, I can never forget...the sound of the waves or the warmth of the sea. ”
“Fourscore and seven years ago...”