Quotes About Beach

Granted Laura spent most of her time on Nextdoor but that was because people who lived year-round in beach towns were either busybodies, lunatics, and/or possible serial killers.

That picture of me running down the beach - I'll never forget doing that, because I made the hairdresser, who was the only man on the shoot, turn his back.

Maybe roll in the sand with a rock and roll man.

I grew up riding horses and on the beach and I never really wore makeup and my mom showed that as an example. She wore makeup, just in a beautiful, effortless way.

In a still hot morning, the tide went out and didn't come back in. This was not a spectacular event. The sea did not roll up like a scroll, like the sky in Revelations. It quietly withdrew.

Honolulu, it's got everything. Sand for the children, sun for the wife, sharks for the wife's mother.

When a mother takes pictures of her children on the beach, she doesn't take herself for an artist; she does it for love, which is an excellent reason, from my point of view.

I grew up in Bedford, N.Y., and it was close enough to Jones Beach on Long Island that every summer my mother would pack the car for the day, and we would drive to the beach!

When I was learning to creep, my mother set me down on the beach to see what I thought of it. I crawled straight for the coming wave and was just through the wall of green when she caught my heels.

I love being on the beach - it's my favourite place. I can chill out, read, listen to music, play with my daughter.

Given the chance, i'll die like a baby, on some faraway beach, when the season's over.

Surfing music is dead. It was just a summer craze for kids on the beach. I'm finished with it.

I was an anorexic, beer drinking, class cutting, doodling, shoplifting, skater chick that was into nature, art class, and the beach.

There is nowhere else I'd rather be, nothing else I would prefer to be doing. I am at the beach looking west with the continent behind me as the sun tracks down to the sea. I have my bearings.

The ocean . . . cold and wild the surf, rushing in to overwhelm the beach, the wind, stinging my cheeks, enveloping me in total freedom.

In every outthrust headland, in every curving beach, in every grain of sand there is the story of the earth.

Sitting on a beach or walking through nature makes me come alive always.

I'm not a preacher, and I'm certainly not a good example, but I have my own feelings about God. I'm kind of a nature guy. My cathedral is forests, or the prairies, or the beach.

Living at a beach, near a river mouth, taught him the impotence of impatience at events moving at nature's pace.

They travel long distances to stroll along the seashore, for reasons they can't put into words.

The beach is a natural park, without the greenery but the sand is a natural toy.

Summer arrives with the morning sun.Beach time breezes in with endless fun.

See the golden beach sands and blue skyin a cool breezemy mind flys high

Silently sit on the beach, close your eyes, now see the flowing blue sky, feel the dance of waves, and hear the whispering love song of the southern breeze.