For all that, life is not a river, nor a wide ocean.

There was nothing for us but the wide raw ocean.

To cross the wide ocean must never have been a problem.

The little boat shot out into a wide, blue ocean.

The wide, rough ocean lies before him and, for now, everyone else is in his wake.

Now it is time for us to venture out into the wide ocean.

Others said he came from the jungles far across the wide oceans.

Even if they had, how could anyone ever find him in this wide ocean?

It can be compared to a great ship sailing across a wide ocean.

A wide ocean with a small island here and there.