Quotes About Sea Glass

#1. Frankie was so mad that she threw my journal into the bottom of the ocean where it is banished for all eternity with a lovesick mermaid who cries out pieces of sea glass. Are you going to eat that bacon?

Sarah Ockler

#2. 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.

Henry Grunwald

#3. Some stories aren't meant to be told. The more they get told, the more they change from what they once were, worn down and smooth like pieces of sea glass too beautiful to have ever been broken bottles.

Caren Gussoff

#4. These bits speak history's tattered tale. How we cling to scraps, shards, sea glass- because we cannot stay.

Erica Jong

#5. Maybe that happens when you've been through a lot. all of your edges are worn off, like sea glass. either that, or you shatter.

Holly Goldberg Sloan

#6. I had one of those flashes - the sea-glass feel of a well-worn phrase.

Olivia Sudjic

#7. If I stay close to the sea, I will go on well.

Charlotte Eriksson

#8. To feel the coolness of the blue glass, like solid pieces of the sea.

Susan Vreeland

#9. Glass had come to view the sea, which he once embraced as synonymous with freedom, as no more than the confining parameters of small ships. He resolved to turn a new direction.

Michael Punke

#10. There was the same dazzling red glare. The sea gasped for air with each shallow, stifled wave that broke on the sand ... with every blade of light that flashed off the sand, from a bleached shell or a peice of broken glass, my jaws tightened. I walked for a long time.

Albert Camus

#11. Glass flowers exploding. Slow trail of colors down the sky like stains dispersing in the sea, candescent polyps extinguished in the depths.

Cormac McCarthy

#12. Lex surfed wicked, like the devil. He wasn't afraid of anything, seemed like. He grinned at West as the waves came up toward them like towers of green glass, an emerald city. We're off to see the wizard, he shouted. He whooped. His body crouched ready to fly. He shone against the sun.

Francesca Lia Block

#13. Listen to the sea ... it sounds like a coffin being dragged over broken glass.

Caroline B. Cooney

#14. Edith said that any glass that could withstand such a beating without crumbling was something to be celebrated.

Karen White

#15. I felt once more how simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea. Nothing else.

Nikos Kazantzakis

#16. But the condition of wife had enclosed her in a sort of glass container, like a sailboat sailing with sails unfurled in an inaccessible place, without the sea.

Elena Ferrante

#17. A daddy-long-legs shot from corner to corner and hit the lamp globe. The wind blew straight dashes of rain across the window, which flashed silver as they passed through the light. A single leaf tapped hurriedly, persistently, upon the glass. There was a hurricane out at sea.

Virginia Woolf

#18. How simple and frugal a thing is happiness: a glass of wine, a roast chestnut, a wretched little brazier, the sound of the sea ... All that is required to feel that here and now is happiness is a simple, frugal heart.

Nikos Kazantzakis

#19. If you could, would you ask
For moonbeams in a heart of glass?
For sun rays on the silver sea?
Or would you ask for me?

Sarah Ockler

#20. The Sea of Glass
I looked and saw a sea
roofed over with rainbows,
In the midst of each
two lovers met and departed;
Then the sky was full of faces
with gold glories behind them

Ezra Pound

#21. Monsieur' to a convict is a glass of water to a man dying of thirst at sea; ignominy thirsts for respect.

Victor Hugo

#22. Glass is material sea.

Peter Ackroyd

#23. The boy was standing alone as though the broken glass all around him were a shining sea and he were an island.

Cassandra Clare

#24. The small wisdom is like water in a glass:
clear, transparent, pure.
The great wisdom is like the water in the sea:
dark, mysterious, impenetrable.

Rabindranath Tagore

#25. I went into the house. I put on Jimi Hendrix's 'Red House' at full volume, filled the glass to the brim with rum, without ice, and went back to the terrace. To gaze at the night and the dark sea and the night.

Pedro

#26. We are the reflections for the stars to gaze upon, upon a sea of glass.

Tom Althouse

#27. Then an odd thing happened. Britney put her finger on the ridge of the painted glass and rubbed it. It made a perfect noise. The kind of noise that goes on and on as a beautiful noise does once it has wrung the ear. It was the chord of the wild sea.

David Paul Kirkpatrick

#28. It has never occurred to me before, but this is truly how it is: all of us on earth walk constantly over a seething, scarlet sea of flame, hidden below, in the belly of the earth. We never think of it. But what if the thin crust under our feet should turn into glass and we should suddenly see?

Yevgeny Zamyatin

#29. Broken glass. At the moment, we were barefoot and dancing over a sea of it. But as true as that was, Mickey knew I would dance with him forever if I could, bloody feet and all.

Ka Hancock

#30. Generation on generation, your neck rubbed the windowsill
of the stall, smoothing the wood as the sea smooths glass.

Donald Hall

#31. Nature is the glass reflecting God, as by the sea reflected is the sun, too glorious to be gazed on in his sphere.

Brigham Young

#32. The colours of the glass throw blue and green onto her wet cheeks. The sea wind picks up her hair violet electrics snap and sparkle between the strands.

Catherynne M Valente

#33. No moon, sun, diamond, hands - fingertip, dot, ray, gauze, sea. pine green, pink glass, eye, mine, eraser, mud, mother, I am coming.

Frida Kahlo

#34. I am a solitary wave in the dark and desolate sea: and the sparkling glass I drank was drugged with misery.

Adelbert Von Chamisso