I dropped my head into my arms. I could hear the sea…

Great stones they lay upon his chest until he plead aye or nay. They say he give them but two words. "More weight," he…

— Arthur Miller

“if you sing a sad song loud enough, the boys on those torpedo boats can hear you under the sea.”

— Laura Kasischke

“It’s so dark that I can hear the sea better than I can see it. Shhhhh, Shhhhh, it says, like I’m a fretful child…

— Maggie Stiefvater

Listening to 'Raising Sand' was one of those turning points in my life that really made something click in my brain.

— Aubrie Sellers

You may boldly say, you did not plough Or trust the barren and ungrateful sands With the fruitful grain of your religious counsels.

— Philip Massinger

Even though we may all become extinct, we can still leave our footprint in the sand.

— Dr. Seuss

I jammed my hand in my jacket pocket, bracing myself fo the next hit, and fel something. Something grainy and samll, sticking to the…

— Sarah Dessen

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…

— Maggie Stiefvater

In our time, we have sifted the sands of Mars, we have established a presence there, we have fulfilled a century of dreams!

— Carl Sagan

Where is the subject that does not branch out into infinity? For every grain of sand is a mystery; so is every daisy in…

— William Mountford

It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves remote in pale blue starlight Crash on a white…

— Conrad Aiken

I remembered reading about a disease called Leishmaniasis, which matched my symptoms. I'd always thought it was an old wives' tale - a sand…

— Ben Fogle

Everything comes home, my mother used to say; every word spoken, every shadow cast, every footprint in the sand. It can't be helped; it's…

— Joanne Harris

I love being in Malibu. It's so cool there, and the water is just, it's nice and, and I love the beach. And I…

— Jackie Evancho

These joys were so trifling as to be as imperceptible as grains of gold among the sand, and in moments of depression she saw…

— Leo Tolstoy