Quotes About Waves

Waves of a serene life pass over us from time to time, like flakes of sunlight over the fields in cloudy weather.

In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken.

Well, maybe surf one time; I think it would be fun to catch a wave just once.

Every time you think a thought it 'registers', and comes back to you according to the vibrations and wave lengths sent out from your mind.

I walked far down the beach, soothed by the rhythm of the waves, the sun on my bare back and legs, the wind and mist from the spray on my hair.

the sand was like sugar under his feet. They

IT WAS that sea again, that ocean clear and blue and frothing wild into the flopping prancing ghosts with every wave that hit the beach.

I don't think you can feel sheer panic continuously. Your mental system breaks down. It comes in waves, and you have to tell yourself, well, this will end.

Shafts of dusty light broke through the branches of the pomerac tree outside the open window. Pohpoh stared at the glittery dust particles that rose and fell in waves around Asha's head, partially silhouetting it in a halo of shimmering light.

I'm one of the lucky actors in television. I don't make a lot of big waves, but there's constant activity, and that's the way I prefer to live my life.

Remember, this thing is small. It's not like the wolfships. It'll ride over the waves, not crash through them. So we're safe as houses." He wasn't sure about the last two statements, but they seemed logical to him.

Praise the sea; on shore remain.

In 1906, J. J. Thomson had received the Nobel Prize for proving that electrons are particles; in 1937 he saw his son awarded the Nobel Prize for proving that electrons are waves. Both father and son were correct, and both awards were fully merited.

For the multifold secret to work only one thing is necessary. You must take action. You must give. You must share. You must act with abandon. Send out waves of love and kindness into the world and then simply wait for the response. Or, better yet, continue to send out more waves. Why wait? The response will come. Keep sending waves and enjoy the reaction.

There was the ocean, like a recurring character you forgot about for long stretches.

Everything at this moment is so sublime that Jake thinks, Freeze! I want to stay right here forever. But of course, life doesn't work that way. The waves fold over themselves again and again and again, and nothing can stop them.

Fortieth Pole is particularly good for evening beach barbecues with kids—the water is calm and warm, and you'll have a magnificent view of the sunset. Smith's Point is hands down my favorite beach because you can access both the waves of the ocean and the flat water of the sound.

beaches that you cannot drive on. North shore beaches front Nantucket Sound and have calm water without large waves. South shore beaches are ocean beaches and normally have waves. There are sometimes rip currents. Please be careful! North Shore Jetties Beach is walkable from town and has the added attraction of the Sand Bar, which I'll discuss in the restaurant section.

Jeeps; they were rugged vehicles). There were years when my kids climbed on my friends' cars (even better). Because you can drive onto it, Fortieth Pole is particularly good for evening beach barbecues with kids—the water is calm and warm, and you'll have a magnificent view of the sunset. Smith's Point is hands down my favorite beach because you can access both the waves of the ocean and the flat water of the sound. There's

Some people ask me what it's like to be forgiven, to feel grace. It's like walking on a long stretch of beach with nothing in sight but sky and waves and sand. With the sun piercing its brightness, the water tickling my toes, the roaring of the sea singing omniscience and power and yet, a deep peace, the waters changing from sandy brown to light green to a heavy blue, the waves cresting with the white peaks and then rushing to find my toes.

Her eyes were closed, and throughout her tired self swept waves of gratitude—and regret. She pictured the sunny room, the sun-washed wall, the bayberry outside. It baffled her, the world. She did not want to leave it yet.

Rhythm. Life is full of it; words should have it, too. But you have to train your ear. Listen to the waves on a quiet night; you'll pick up the cadence. Look at the patterns the wind makes in dry sand and you'll see how syllables in a sentence should fall. Arthur Gordon

For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly! But westward, look, the land is bright!

I have seen the sunset, stained with mystic horrors,Illumine the rolling waves with long purple forms,Like actors in ancient plays.