Yacht Club Quotes & Sayings

My family had a membership to the Riverside Yacht Club where my brother, Sandy, learned to sail, and I competed in local swim races. My sister, Marcia, became a competitive springboard diver, and my brother excelled in water polo. — Dorothy Hamill

I never saw you without a golf club tie.
I never saw you with a golf club.
I never saw you without yachting shoes.
I never saw you in a yacht. — Rachel Joyce

There is a boat ride at Epcot across the World Showcase Lagoon and some could argue this is an attraction. However, there is a boat ride from the International Gateway at Epcot that goes all the way to Disney's Hollywood Studios. The ride consists of stops at Epcot, Disney's Boardwalk, Yacht and Beach Club, Swan and Dolphin Hotel, and Disney's Hollywood Studios. It's a lovely cruise that connects the two theme parks. Most folks who are not staying in the resorts have no idea this 30-minute ride even exists. It is a fun way to see the different parts of the resort and it gives everyone an idea of how close Epcot and Disney's Hollywood Studios really is (if you don't have to drive.) For those adventurous types, there is a walkway too and along the way you could check out the interesting architecture of the buildings. — Jodi Jill

This is getting tedious," Dee muttered. "Drive on. Turn right into the yacht club. I have an idea." He looked at Virginia. "Can you stop them?" He jerked his thumb at the cyclists.
Virginia Dare gave him a withering look. "I have stopped armies. Or have you forgotten?"
"I doubt you'll ever let me," he sighed. Then he stuck his fingers in his ears.
Rolling her window down, Virginia placed her flute on the edge of the glass, took a deep breath, closed her eyes and blew gently.
The sound was appalling. — Michael Scott

In New York, FEMA granted the Mamaroneck Beach & Yacht Club's request to be remapped from the high-risk flood zone in August 2012 - just two months before the club was damaged and its outbuildings destroyed by Hurricane Sandy, which stacked up yachts at its docks like pick-up sticks. — Bill Dedman

My first job was in sixth grade, sweeping the clay tennis courts at the yacht club near my house, which I was not a member of. Always had to pay my own rent. But I don't really have any concept of how money works. I don't know how much things cost. Like a BMW. Or a quart of milk. It's embarrassing. — Chloe Sevigny

I like to be honest, and after all these years I can't be bothered being politically correct. — Sharon Osbourne

Don't we look suspicious, the three of us just sitting here in the car?" Borden asked.
We'd look a lot more suspicious if we were all three making out in the car," Jazz said. "What?" she added, when Borden turned and gave her a wide-eyed look.
You have no idea what kind of happy place you just took me to."
Shut up. — Rachel Caine

In its heyday, the blazer had come to symbolise a kind of conventional decency. Yacht club commodores and school bursars wore blazers. People who played bowls wore blazers. — Craig Brown

Vote for the man who promises least; he'll be the least disappointing. — Bernard M. Baruch

Like the apple bruising Kafka's beetle, each of these pellets of recollection lodged in Moose's flesh, releasing its cargo of memories of all the things he had lost - "Not lost! Gained!" Moose thundered aloud, but now, mercifully, that debate (lost or gained?) was supplanted in his mind by the proximity of Belmont Harbor and the yacht club. Yes, this was the place; Moose eased the station wagon into a parking space, desperate to free himself of its chassis, whose sole purpose, it now seemed, was to hold him still so that these bullets of memory could assault him, enter his flesh and release their shrapnel of foolish and unreliable nostalgia. — Jennifer Egan

Clamorous pauperism feastest
While honest Labor, pining, hideth his sharp ribs. — Martin Farquhar Tupper

I was one of those dorky kids who'd wanted to go to Harvard since the fifth grade. — Kristin Gore

I have a cotillion event. Some yacht-club charity fundraiser thingy. Whitney is insisting, and Kit took her side." Three wide smiles. "Oh shut up. — Kathy Reichs

Those who live by electronics, die by electronics. Sic semper tyrannis. — Kurt Vonnegut

Joe," I whispered. "What's on your mind?"
Did booty call partners care what was on their booty call's mind? — Kristen Ashley

Do not allow the fear of hurting stop you from loving. — Lailah Gifty Akita

Implicit in the stare of those eyes, the power of those knobbly hands, was labor's historic threat of violence against capital. — Edmund Morris

When I sing or play music, I'm able to relieve myself of whatever it is that I'm struggling with. — Demi Lovato

One day in May 1930, Celia took her twoyear-
old son for a swim at the yacht club, but it
was already the onset of the Argentine winter,
cold and windy. That night, the little boy had
a coughing fit. A doctor diagnosed him as suffering
from asthmatic bronchitis and prescribed
the normal remedies, but the attack lasted for
several days. Ernestito had developed chronic
asthma, which would afflict him for the rest of
his life and irrevocably change the course of his
parents' lives. — Jon Lee Anderson

Do you remember the fundraiser buffet for the senator at the Yacht Club?" ... "I'd forgotten something in my car so I was outside when you arrived. I saw you driving too fast with the top down and the music too loud. You were belting out the lyrics like you didn't care who was listening. Then I watched you use the rearview mirror to fix yourself up so you'd look respectable, and when you were all spit-polished and perfect, you gave the mirror the finger."
She remembered. "You asked me out on our first date that night. — Shannon Stacey

See the cat? See the cradle? — Kurt Vonnegut Jr.

Violet was nothing if not sensible. She didn't even approve when we pulled entirely harmless pranks, like hiding someone's yacht in the wrong slip, or turning the racquet club's pool water purple. — Sara Gruen

Do you hear what the music is saying? 'Come follow me and you will find the way. Your mistakes can also lead you to the truth. When you ask, the answer will be given.' — Rumi