We at PoopBite have collected inspirational, wise, and humorous old BEACH quotes, BEACH sayings, and BEACH proverbs over the times from a mixture of sources.
I honestly think the beach is the only place children actually entertain themselves.
At the beach, life is different. Time doesn’t move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides and follow the sun.
Come walk with me, take off your shoes, let’s walk the beach with only the moon to light the path and waves to hear you tell me you love me. Why does the ocean rock the moon to sleep every night? So the sun will wake and kiss the beach
I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh, and free sea air was like a cool, quieting thought.
One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Don’t grow up too quickly, lest you forget how much you love the beach.
The sea does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
To myself “I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast oceans of truth lie undiscovered before me.”
My life is like a stroll on the beach… as near to the edge as I can go.
The beach is not a place to work; to read, write or to think.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh
It is easier to do nothing by the sea than anywhere else.. because bathing and basking on the shore cannot be considered an employment but only an apotheosis of loafing.
Some beach somewhere, there’s a big umbrella casting shade over an empty chair. Palm trees are growing, warm breezes blowing. I picture myself there, some beach somewhere.
Beach Rules: Soak up the sun. Ride the waves. Breathe the salty air. Feel the breeze. Build sandcastles. Rest, relax, reflect. Collect seashells. Bare-feet required.
The beach is a great place to relieve the soul-crushing stress you build up in the traffic going to the beach.
A walk on the Beach is Worth a Thousand Words.
Come to the beach, where the sea is blue, And little white waves come running at you. A wave comes splashing, Over your toes. You just stand still, and away it goes. We’ll build a castle down by the sea, and look for shells if you’ll come with me.
[T]here’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.
If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached to it.
Our memories of the ocean will linger on, long after our footprints in the sand are gone.
I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing a bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.
My dream is to have a house on the beach, even just a little shack somewhere so I can wake up, have coffee, look at dolphins, be quiet and breathe the air.
No words can express, The depth of her contentment, As she walks along the beach. As the waves lap against the shores, They create the rhythm of her life. Balmy breeze kiss, Her sun-bronzed skin, And she wonders… Could there ever be a greater destiny, Than to be born with love, For the treasures of the sea? Here, she is home.
A beach is not only a sweep of sand but shells of sea creatures, the sea glass, the seaweed, the incongruous objects washed up by the ocean.
Every time I stand before a beautiful beach, its waves seem to whisper to me: If you choose the simple things and find joy in nature’s simple treasures, life and living need not be so hard.
After a visit to the beach, it’s hard to believe that we live in a material world.
The three great elemental sounds in nature are the sound of rain, the sound of wind in a primeval wood, and the sound of outer ocean on a beach.
I still love things that you don’t even need to pay for. Going to the beach and being around five of your friends and having a good time means so much more than going out and spending hundreds of dollars.
Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.
To go out with the setting sun on an empty beach is to truly embrace your solitude.
Total physical and mental inertia are highly agreeable, much more so than we allow ourselves to imagine. A beach not only permits such inertia but enforces it, thus neatly eliminating all problems of guilt. It is now the only place in our overly active world that does.
John Kenneth Galbraith