The beach is a place of healing and joy. The salt cleanses us and the sun embraces us in its warmth. The ocean heals the heart, mind, and soul.
The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination, and brings eternal joy to the soul.
After a visit to the beach, it's hard to believe that we live in a material world.
I could never stay long enough on the shore; the tang of the untainted, fresh, and free sea air was like a cool, quieting thought.
Smell the sea and feel the sky. Let your soul and spirit fly.
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.
The beach is a sanctuary. A place where I can find peace amidst the chaos of life.
To go out with the setting sun on an empty beach is to truly embrace your solitude.
To escape and sit quietly on the beach - that's my idea of paradise.
The beach is not a place to work; to read, write or to think.
The cure for anything is saltwater: sweat, tears, or the sea.
The ocean stirs the heart, inspires the imagination and brings eternal joy to the soul.
The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.
The beach is a great place to relieve the soul-crushing stress you build up in the traffic going to the beach.
At the beach, life is different. Time doesn't move hour to hour but mood to moment. We live by the currents, plan by the tides, and follow the sun.