Beach Quote by David Foster Wallace

In the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a…

— Ernest Hemingway

Lying under such a myriad of stars. The sea’s black horizon. He rose and walked out and stood barefoot in the sand and watched…

— Cormac McCarthy

“The day was cold, and every time the little transparent fans of water swept in and drew back, the wet sand mirrored a clear…

— Gina Berriault

That night it did not rain as much in the sky as it did in his heart.

— Faraaz Kazi

The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against…

— Ernest Hemingway

He was falling between glacial walls, he didn't know how anyone could fall so far away from everyone else in the world. So far…

— Nelson Algren

“The cold wind blew unceasingly from the north: a violent wind, a merciless wind, a wind that crept inside your ears and pressed hard…

— John Forrester

It had ceased raining in the night and he walked out on the road and called for the dog. He called and called. Standing…

— Cormac McCarthy

“He felt more soft raindrops, saw bright-red oil against the brown mud, heard his mother calling again, but it was unclear what she was…

— Richard Flanagan

... he was sunset against the mountains, strong, vibrant, dangerous, and yet somehow sheltering, protective. And married. Picnic, meet rain.

— Devon Monk

He slipped away slowly, withdrawing from this world by small, imperceptible degrees, and in the end it was as if he were a drop…

— Paul Auster

“The tides rolled up to crash against the shore while we sat feet from one another with the remnants of all we’d left unsaid…

— Katherine McIntyre