Meditation on inevitable death should be performed daily. Every day one should meditate on being carried away by surging waves, falling from thousand-foot cliffs, dying of disease.
Mental communication without verbalization... all space is made up of waves and we are constantly sending and receiving messages from our brain.
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.
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 al...
A singular disadvantage of the sea lies in the fact that after successfully surmounting one wave you discover that there is another behind it just as important and just as nervously anxious to do some...
Once you realize that life and love are not things you can possess but forces that emanate through us and through all creation, then you can begin to appreciate the miracle you are a part of. You can...
One day, all your worries will set like the sun does and deserved happiness will come gushing like waves at the beach do. All you need to make sure is that your trips to beach never end.
The winds and the waves are always on the side of the ablest navigators.
Love is like the sea. The waves of life, they ebb and flow; they come and go. Time sweeps us away from each other. Love always brings us back.
Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful.
Waves don't think, plan and prepare to better their rise after every fall. They are pristine as they are.
Life is like the ocean. You can either be the ball floating on the waves, or make your own waves.
At dawn the waves looked like mountain ranges tipped with gold as sunbeams slanted low under burgundy clouds.
I love the sounds and the power of pounding water, whether it is the waves or a waterfall.
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.
Sometimes, the waves grow hushed, but the sea is always there, touching, caressing, eating the earth...
Life is a series of waves to be embraced and overcome.
Life is an ocean and waves are our paths.
One day, all your worries will set like the sun does and deserved happiness will come gushing like waves at the beach do. All you need to make sure id that your trips to beach never end.
There are times when the ocean is not the ocean-not blue, not even water, but some violent explosion of energy and danger: ferocity on a scale only gods can summon. It hurls itself at the island, send...