“The hardest thing is that I’ll never know exactly what I lost, how much it should hurt, how long I should keep… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“Where is Frankie, anyway?" Dad asks. "It's almost noon. I'm surprised you two can stand the separation." I take a deep breath… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
“I have left behind what tethered me to the lake. The sadness. The self-pity. The dark tentacles of the murky sea monster… — Wendy Wunder Copy Share Image
I have spent many hours on the beach collecting sea glass, and I almost always wonder, as I bend to pick up… — Anita Shreve Copy Share Image
There had been so many easy words between them that Daniel was guilty of nodding every now and then and tuning out… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
“There was a shield in place- a shield of sea glass and coral and the undulating sea. I became the sea, became… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“maybe that happens when you've been through a lot. all of your edges are worn off, like sea glass. either that, or… — Holly Goldberg Sloan Copy Share Image
“This wobbly world host to insects and lint and a thousand pithy ways to feel unserious each minute It brings about a… — Erin J. Watson Copy Share Image
“Love is a lot like finding a piece of sea glass that isn’t quite ready,” she’d say. “It’s beautiful, but jagged around… — A.E. Woodward Copy Share Image
“It was all a part of being trustworthy—of being a piece of sea glass. High tides, low tides, storms, sand and mistakes… — Maria V. Snyder Copy Share Image
“I’ve lined my throat with the river bottom’s best silt, allowed my fingers to shrivel and be taken for crawfish. I’ve laced… — saeed jones Copy Share Image
I was always writing about the connection between man and nature. I grew up in a neighborhood that was right on the… — Darren Aronofsky Copy Share Image
“Frankie was so mad that she threw my journal into the bottom of the ocean where it is banished for all eternity… — Sarah Ockler Copy Share Image
A beach is not only a sweep of sand, but shells of sea creatures, the sea glass, the seaweed, the incongruous objects… — Henry Grunwald Copy Share Image
“I don’t require much to feel far-removed; to impose my wanderings on what’s close. Because of this, my friend and I have… — Durga Chew-Bose Copy Share Image
“The sun beats down, and I feel my shoulders burning. I could stay in this boat all day. Time is suspended in… — Celona Marjorie Copy Share Image
