#beach

They all went down in droves because just scenes of palm trees and beaches can get pretty boring. ↗

— James MacArthur

#because #boring #down #droves #get

My son walked up to Nicole on the beach and I was throwing the ball for the dogs in the ocean. I was like, 'Max, you get the dogs. I'll talk to the hot blondes.' ↗

— John C. McGinley

#beach #blondes #dogs #get #hot

I stared back at him, trying to think of a way to explain how I'd eradicated the word "want" from my vocabulary long ago and replaced it with "need." It made life so much easier that way, blowing away all the unnecessary and distracting clutter from a life of purpose, much like I imagined a storm sweeping away anything not strong enough to withstand the struggle. ↗

— Karen White

#the-beach-trees #imagination

To myself I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me. ↗

— Isaac Newton

#beach #before #child #i #i am

If I'm on location on some island, we usually get up at four in the morning to set up. By seven thirty, we're on the beach working until noon, then we rest. It's not exactly a vacation. ↗

— Daniela Pestova

#exactly #four #get #i #island

Well, I went to school with Jan and Dean, Ryan O'Neal, some of the Beach Boys we all use to party together. ↗

— Tommy Rettig

#beach boys #dean #i #jan #neal

We spent a lot of time on the beach when I was young so I'd also take pictures of seaweed and crabs. ↗

— Graeme Le Saux

#beach #crabs #i #lot #pictures

I know that whatever you decide, you’ll be happy, Summer, and that is the only thing I could ever wish. Whatever happens in the rest of this summer, whatever happens the rest of your life, it’s important that you are happy, and stay that way. – Aunt Sookie ↗

— Kailin Gow

#family #happiness #kailin-gow #life #loving-summer

You have to unhook your seat belt." "That's not true." "I'm afraid it's difficult to walk on the beach if you're strapped to a car seat. ↗

— Nora Roberts

#humor #humor

The fog was where I wanted to be. Halfway down the path you can’t see this house. You’d never know it was here. Or any of the other places down the avenue. I couldn’t see but a few feet ahead. I didn’t meet a soul. Everything looked and sounded unreal. Nothing was what it is. That’s what I wanted—to be alone with myself in another world where truth is untrue and life can hide from itself. Out beyond the harbor, where the road runs along the beach, I even lost the feeling of being on land. The fog and the sea seemed part of each other. It was like walking on the bottom of the sea. As if I had drowned long ago. As if I was the ghost belonging to the fog, and the fog was the ghost of the sea. It felt damned peaceful to be nothing more than a ghost within a ghost. ↗

— Eugene O'Neill

#fog #ghost #ghosts #ocean #sea