Beach Quotes

“so that the monotonous fall of the waves on the beach, which for the most part beat a measured and soothing tattoo to her thoughts seemed consolingly to repeat over and over again...”
― Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

“He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he’d lost a thousand years ago.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth

“Every time I stand before a beautiful beach, its waves seem to whisper to me:
If you choose the simple things and find joy in nature’s simple treasures,
life and living need not be so hard.”
― Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

“In the old days, when travelers would get lost, they would follow the stars and I love that idea. I wish that I could rely on something as simple and magnificent as a star for all of my aching questions.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“And then, some morning in the second week, the mind wakes, comes to life again. Not in a city sense—no—but beach-wise. It begins to drift, to play, to turn over in gentle careless rolls like those lazy waves on the beach. One never knows what chance treasures these easy unconscious rollers may toss up, on the smooth white sand of the conscious mind; what perfectly rounded stone, what rare shell from the ocean floor. Perhaps a channeled whelk, a moon shell, or even an argonaut.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea

“I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young, causing me to bleed out slowly, over things and people and every white surface that I’d ever come across.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“All I cared about that summer were suntans, beaches, boys and booze.”
― Shannon Celebi, Small Town Demons

“It feels like the world is folding up around me, like origami paper, and I’m trapped inside of its breathless center.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“I don’t ever want to hurt anyone, but I really wish there was something like a reset button on my life.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth

“The distant sea, lapping the sandy shore with measured sound; the nearer cries of the donkey-boys; the unusual scenes moving before her like pictures, which she cared not in her laziness to have fully explained before they passed away; the stroll down to the beach to breathe the sea-air, soft and warm on the sandy shore even at the end of November; the great long misty sea-line touching the tender-coloured sky; the white sail of a distant boat turning silver in some pale sunbeam: - it seemed as if she could dream her life away in such luxury of pensiveness, in which she made her present all in all, from not daring to think of the past, or wishing to contemplate the future.”
― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South

“Time' is the most threatening four letter word.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth

“And I see that not touching for so long was a drive to the beach with the windows rolled up so the waves feel that much colder.”
― Amy Hempel, The Collected Stories

“A second wave collapsed over my feet, lipped with white froth, and the chill gripped my ankles with a mortal ache.”
― sylvia plath, The Bell Jar

“Beach girls now, beach girls tomorrow, beach girls till the end of time.”
― Luanne Rice, Beach Girls

“If you think about it, finding true love is a lot like finding a particular grain of sand on the beach.”
― Chrissy Anderson, The Hope List

“A long walk in a long beach shortens every kind of sorrow!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“I want to understand the strings that are tied between me and certain other people and if they really can stretch through infinite time and space without ever breaking. Are soul mates real, and is my life ever going to make sense?”
― Jennifer Elisabeth

“He could pour himself into my little paper cup heart and my emptiness would finally have a meaning.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“Writers begin with a grain of sand, and then create a beach.”
― Robert Black

“The sand was smooth. The damp morning fog had hardened its top layer and the heat of the day had set it so that with every footstep the surface cracked, the crunch almost audible. The heels and balls of their shoes made a path of shallow divots, but it was far easier to walk on than the usual loose and gritty beach.
In minutes, the wind worked to sweep their footprints clean and offer a flat, clear expanse all the way to the ocean where the sand became wet and sparkled invitingly with seawater.”
― Victoria Kahler, Luisa Across the Bay

“I feel like a paper cut just waiting to bleed.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“I wish on one of the stars for divine orchestration and save the rest of them for all of the other girls in the world who will feel like I do tonight.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“We built a perfect little cottage out of sand with the help of Farley's tin and the rusting bucket, and some lichen we peeled from rocks for window-box flowers. We left it there all day, and when the tide came up, the waves refused to disturb it, only lapping away at the foundation enough to cement it more firmly to the beach.”
― Rita Murphy, Bird

“He is so beautiful that he makes a part of my soul weep. I don't understand those tears. They aren't like the ones I cry for Alina. They aren't made of water and salt. I think they're made of blood.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs, I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself…”
― Jennifer Elisabeth, Born Ready: Unleash Your Inner Dream Girl

“I kept waiting for the part where I’d finally know who I was — some flashing, neon moment of relief, but it never came.”
― Jennifer Elisabeth

“When my toes are sunk into warm sand and the ocean is lapping my feet, when I breathe in the scent of salt and hear the cry of a seagull, I know that I am returned to a place of restoration. I am home.I can heal here.”
― Toni Sorenson

“Her [Gilberte's] face, grown almost ugly, reminded me then of those dreary beaches where the sea, ebbing far out, wearies one with its faint shimmering, everywhere the same, encircled by an immutable low horizon.”
― Marcel Proust, In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower

“Um..." I mumbled, "We wait."
"What? Wait? Do you expect them to just come up here to the beach to get some moonlight?" He sneered as he took another bite of the eagle.”
― Grace Fiorre, The Nothing Spirit: Nothing is Everything