Surf Skin Quotes & Sayings

When I lie back and close my eyes, this farthest lip of beach right next to the end of the ocean feels like being up close to an enormous breathing being, the bass drum surf thump reverberating through the sand. Living out here with no lights, alone, you would indeed become sensitive to seasons, rhythms, weather, sounds- right up next to the sea, right up under the sky, like lying close to a lover's skin to hear blood and breath and heartbeat. — Paul Bogard

If you like someone, you wish them well.
But.
If you love someone, you breathe wellness into them. — Sima Mittal

Do NOT say you "can't"! You can say, "I don't want to". You can say, "I'm not willing to put forth the effort". But DO NOT say you CAN'T! — Tony Horton

Let's put the jam on the lower shelf so the little people can reach it — Ralph Yarborough

I was in Cancun, Mexico, sitting in a disappearing-edge swimming pool, on a bar stool that was actually under the water, watching palm trees sway in a sultry breeze against the unmistakable aqua splendor of the Caribbean Sea; drinking coconut, lime, and tequila from a scooped-out pineapple, with salt spray of breaking surf and sun kissing my skin.
Translation: I'd died and gone to heaven. — Karen Marie Moning

If you disturb the colors of the rainbow, the rainbow is no longer beautiful. — Denis Diderot

It's never a script that makes me decide to accept a film or not. — Jean-Louis Trintignant

The way to my heart shattered when you left me, but I was glad because your memories were invulnerable, locked inside my heart. — Anmol Rawat

What's love if not the thing you'll do anything and everything to get back once lost? What's hate if not the thing you'll do anything and everything to get rid of once found? — Brian Celio

Papers, books, a laptop, a blackberry, and a half-empty cup of coffee littered its usually pristine walnut surface. — Jo Graham

She did not dare let it behind her, all unseen. Unseemly. All unseamed. — Patrick Rothfuss

One morning early, I couldn't sleep, so I walked down to the beach. And I saw you. For a minute- I didn't realize it was you. You were wearing this long scarf thing tied around your waist, lots of wild colors, and it blew around your legs. You had on a red bathing suit under it."
"You ... " She literally had to catch her breath. "You remember what I was wearing?"
"Yes I do. And I remember your hair was longer than it is now, halfway down your back. All those mad curls flying. Bare feet. All that golden skin, wild colors, mad curls. My heart just stopped. I thought: That's the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. And I wanted that woman, in a way I'd never wanted one before."
He stopped, turned a little as she simply stared at him. "Then I saw it was you. You walked off, down the beach, the surf foaming up over your bare feet, your ankles, your calves. And I wanted you. I thought I'd lost my my mind. — Nora Roberts

Boundary violations are deeply experienced. — David W. Earle

The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, forgotten because it was properly done. — Honore De Balzac

Human eyes are the sign language of the brain. If you watch them carefully, you can see the truth played out, raw and unguarded. — Tarryn Fisher

An accent, obviously, it's to do with the way your mouth works and the sounds that come out of your head, but somehow it informs everything about you, I think. — David Tennant

Tell me what it's like. The race." "What it's like is a battle. A mess of horses and men and blood. The fastest and strongest of what is left from two weeks of preparation on the sand. It's the surf in your face, the deadly magic of November on your skin, the Scorpio drums in the place of your heartbeat. It's speed, if you're lucky. It's life and it's death or it's both, and there's nothing like it. — Maggie Stiefvater

Oh yeah people recognize me, but the craziest thing? I mean I've had the normal autographs ... but I had to sign a baby's carriage once. I thought that was weird, so yeah, I guess that's the craziest thing. — Terrence J

Flying Is that what it's like when you die? Do you slip out of your skin, go soaring up into a butterscotch sky? Do you surf waves of light? How far? How high? I hope that's what it's like, but I'm afraid it's a lot more like falling with no net to catch you, and no way of knowing how hard you will hit or where you'll stop. Will you touch down back on Earth, or will you land in the nightmare you always feared you'd never wake up from? — Ellen Hopkins