Waves Quotes

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“Half of me is filled with bursting words and half of me is painfully shy. I crave solitude yet also crave people. I want to pour life and love into everything yet also nurture my self-care and go gently. I want to live within the rush of primal, intuitive decision, yet also wish to sit and contemplate. This is the messiness of life - that we all carry multitudes, so must sit with the shifts. We are complicated creatures, and ultimately, the balance comes from this understanding. Be water. Flowing, flexible and soft. Subtly powerful and open. Wild and serene. Able to accept all changes, yet still led by the pull of steady tides. It is enough.”
Victoria Erickson

Alysha Speer
“You never really know what's coming. A small wave, or maybe a big one. All you can really do is hope that when it comes, you can surf over it, instead of drown in its monstrosity.”
Alysha Speer

Santosh Kalwar
“Her happiness floated like waves of ocean along the coast of her life. She found lyrics of her life in his arms but she never sung her song.”
Santosh Kalwar

Gustave Flaubert
“I tried to discover, in the rumor of forests and waves, words that other men could not hear, and I pricked up my ears to listen to the revelation of their harmony.”
Gustave Flaubert, November

Tamora Pierce
“Waves are the voices of tides. Tides are life," murmured Niko. "They bring new food for shore creatures, and take ships out to sea. They are the ocean's pulse, and our own heartbeat.”
Tamora Pierce, Sandry's Book

Langston Hughes
“The sea is a desert of waves,
A wilderness of water.”
Langston Hughes, Selected Poems

Virginia Woolf
“The waves broke and spread their waters swiftly over the shore. One after another they massed themselves and fell; the spray tossed itself back with the energy of their fall. The waves were steeped deep-blue save for a pattern of diamond-pointed light on their backs which rippled as the backs of great horses ripple with muscles as they move. The waves fell; withdrew and fell again, like the thud of a great beast stamping.”
Virginia Woolf, The Waves
tags: waves

“Some details in life may look insignificant but appear to be vital leitmotifs in a person's life. They may have the value of "Rosebuds" of Citizen Kane or "Madeleine cookies" of Marcel Proust or "Strawberry fields" of the Beatles. People regularly walk down the memory lane of their early youth. The paper boats of their childhood are recurrently floating on the waves of their mind and bring back the mood and the spirit of the early days. They enable us to retreat from the trivial, daily worries and can generate delightful bliss and true joy in a sometimes frantic and chaotic life. ("Paper boats forever" )”
Erik Pevernagie

“Through living in a space that we do not understand, everything may become meaningless, incoherent, and forcefully scary. If fear rules our lives, we lose the core of our being, since 'fear' disrupts the schedule of our existence and blocks the soothing waves of the sound vibrations. (“Because the world has corona”)”
Erik Pevernagie

“The rapture of an ‘innocent moment’ or an “unsuspected instant” can overwhelm us at any time, throughout our lives, and surprise us with a storm of liberating waves of good vibrations.( What do they think behind their dirty aprons?)”
Erik Pevernagie

“A world without dialogue is a universe of darkness. If people don't get together and share views and exchange ideas, they remain unaware, ignorant, and unconscious. As they live in a space that they don't understand, everything becomes meaningless, incoherent, and forcefully scary. If fear rules our lives, we lose the core of our being, since 'fear' is disrupting the schedule of our existence, and blocks the waves of the good vibrations. ("Beware of the neighbor")”
Erik Pevernagie

Susan Casey
“[The waves] move across a faint horizon, the rush of love and the surge of grief, the respite of peace and then fear again, the heart that beats and then lies still, the rise and fall and rise and fall of all of it, the incoming and the outgoing, the infinite procession of life. And the ocean wraps the earth, a reminder. The mysteries come forward in waves.”
Susan Casey, The Wave: In Pursuit of the Rogues, Freaks, and Giants of the Ocean

Joyce Cary
“Nothing like poetry when you lie awake at night. It keeps the old brain limber. It washes away the mud and sand that keeps on blocking up the bends.
Like waves to make the pebbles dance on my old floors. And turn them into rubies and jacinths; or at any rate, good imitations.”
Joyce Cary, The Horse's Mouth

Munia Khan
“I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.”
Munia Khan

Holly Black
“Waves tossed themselves against the shore, dragging grit and sand between their nails as they were slowly pulled back out to sea.”
Holly Black, Tithe
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“Dance with the waves,
move with the sea.
Let the rhythm of the water
set your soul free.”
Christy Ann Martine

Emmuska Orczy
“When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness, and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of all our joys.”
Baroness Orczy
tags: sad, waves

Jeanette Winterson
“...what he told himself on those sea-soaked nights...Others joined in and it was discovered that every light had a story-no, every light was a story. And the flashes themselves were the stories going out over the waves, as markers and guides and comfort and warning.”
Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping

“Cars they sound like waves that are breaking
On some distant shore
I gazed so hard into the great aching sky
It seemed that I, I wasn’t here no more
That my rushing blood was a river
My eyes two stars
My blowing hair all a quiver
A whispering field of grass
That murmurs as you pass
Oh my darlin’ Kathleen
That whispers out your name

David gray
tags: love, waves

“soulsThat we might break these molds
And free our restless souls
Start to believe
That we can rise above
Our pettiness and love
Like we ain't loved before
Free on this earth
As the surf that rolls
And crashes on the shore
And hey now don't run and hide
Your little heart away
If it's gone
We'll sure never find it
Pining for lost innocence
Tantalisingly I saw
Our shadows moving through the door
Traces from a different time
When I was yours and you were truly mine
All mine”
David Gray

Jon Kabat-Zinn
“There are always waves on the water. Sometimes they are big, sometimes they are small, and sometimes they are almost imperceptible. The water’s waves are churned up by the winds, which come and go and vary in direction and intensity, just as do the winds of stress and change in our lives, which stir up the waves in our minds.”
Jon Kabat-Zinn, Wherever You Go, There You Are: Mindfulness Meditation in Everyday Life

Nitya Prakash
“Sometimes she wants to drift away like ocean waves and sometimes she wants to stay still like a river, wrapped in solitude.”
Nitya Prakash

“To all the fish, big or small. May a wave carry you to the top of a tree some day. And from that summit, may you contemplate the immensity of the ocean.”
Zidrou & Aimée de Jongh, L´onsolescence programmée de nos sentiments

“Some waves will touch your shore; they have come from the sea, carrying messages from me to you. When these waves will reach your shore, you will be astonished at their beauty. They will be soft and sublime.
They will carry music - melodious pieces of songs of the sea. Listen well. Listen deep. They carry magic. Feel it with all your depth.”
Avijeet Das

“It just smacks you right in the face. Finally, everything starts to come together and snaps into place. This is not always the most pleasing of experiences, but so necessary to turn the page to the next chapter.
One day, all the pieces of your life's puzzle will come at you like a tidal wave, with the lessons for each following closely behind on the very next wave.
Grab a hold of all the pieces, good or bad. Start putting together all the parts of your personal puzzle. Each piece representing a lesson to be learned and applied to your life. Don't leave a single one behind. This puzzle is different than any other. Make this one a priority to finish. Don't ever get up from this one and leave it incomplete. If you do, the pieces will all fall back in the box, and you will reopen the box over and over again until you do finally decide to put it all together.”
Christine E. Szymanski

“The Seashell :-

As I stepped into the sea waves ,
I got drifted into our friendship and no longer remembered about going back to the sea shore.

The moment you held my hand in your hand amidst the sea my fear of sinking under it wiped out like that of sand houses on the sea shore under the violent waves and I bathed in your pearly love , my seashell.

Swim with me till those stream lines where there's no trace of the sea shore and I will submerge and breath in them with you as a mermaid till eternity.

©Spriha Kant”
Spriha Kant

“Truth is simple yet purposely complex.”
Wald Wassermann

Munia Khan
“I have also learned that the cruel absurdity of this world has been totally unsuccessful at stopping the beautiful sound of waves
crashing into the shore; the swells remain as smooth as ever and the continuous flow of water, the currents, have no prejudice to
surrender to the wind, the gravitational pull of the moon, nor to the rotation of the earth. In our life there is no shame in yielding
to the things or people who positively influence us. Even oceanic
creatures can chase our sadness away in just one fraction of a
moment.”
Munia Khan, Attainable

Anne Brontë
“Refreshed, delighted, invigorated, I walked along, forgetting all my cares, feeling as if I had wings to my feet, and could go at least forty miles without fatigue, and experiencing a sense of exhilaration to which I had been an entire stranger since the days of early youth. About half–past six, however, the grooms began to come down to air their masters’ horses—first one, and then another, till there were some dozen horses and five or six riders: but that need not trouble me, for they would not come as far as the low rocks which I was now approaching. When I had reached these, and walked over the moist, slippery sea–weed (at the risk of floundering into one of the numerous pools of clear, salt water that lay between them), to a little mossy promontory with the sea splashing round it, I looked back again to see who next was stirring. Still, there were only the early grooms with their horses, and one gentleman with a little dark speck of a dog running before him, and one water–cart coming out of the town to get water for the baths. In another minute or two, the distant bathing machines would begin to move, and then the elderly gentlemen of regular habits and sober quaker ladies would be coming to take their salutary morning walks. But however interesting such a scene might be, I could not wait to witness it, for the sun and the sea so dazzled my eyes in that direction, that I could but afford one glance; and then I turned again to delight myself with the sight and the sound of the sea, dashing against my promontory—with no prodigious force, for the swell was broken by the tangled sea–weed and the unseen rocks beneath; otherwise I should soon have been deluged with spray. But the tide was coming in; the water was rising; the gulfs and lakes were filling; the straits were widening: it was time to seek some safer footing; so I walked, skipped, and stumbled back to the smooth, wide sands, and resolved to proceed to a certain bold projection in the cliffs, and then return.”
Anne Brontë, Agnes Grey

“Worries
rise high
and
transform
into
turbulent waves
fogging
the insight.”
Spriha Kant

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