For three hundred years we have been driving you toward the sea.

He stood with hands locked behind him, looking out toward the sea.

They must have figured she'd head west, toward the sea.

I want to believe that she'll stand at the window, look toward the sea, with a man's arms around her.

Without another word, he set off down the slope toward the sea.

He reached out for her hand and started down the beach toward the sea.

Then I led my little group down toward the sea.

But when he turned away it was to look out toward the sea again.

Then he quickly turned toward the sea so no one would see his face.

Now here were his own father and mother urging him toward the sea.