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Posted on July 8, 2012 via Oh My Ford with 1,149 notes
Source: aslowdance
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Castles in Spain (Chateaux en Espagne) by Alexander Harrison, 1882
Rocks in my path? I keep them all. With them I shall build my castle. — Nemo Nox
Posted on May 24, 2012 with 1 note
Source: nemonox.com
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“If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.”
— Zen Proverb
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Posted on October 27, 2011 via A Good Thing Happened with 31 notes
Source: desktop.nexus.com
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Morning at the Shore painted by Mabel Alvarez, 1966
What I wouldn’t give right now to wiggle my toes in some cool, white sand, to hear the soothing whoosh of the waves upon the beach… — Mary Engelbreit
Posted on October 15, 2011 with 19 notes
Source: bjws.blogspot.com
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You are lucky to be one of those people who wishes to build sand castles with words, who is willing to create a place where your imagination can wander. We build this place with the sand of memories; these castles are our memories and inventiveness made tangible. So part of us believes that when the tide starts coming in, we won’t really have lost anything, because actually only a symbol of it was there in the sand. Another part of us thinks we’ll figure out a way to divert the ocean. This is what separates artists from ordinary people: the belief, deep in our hearts, that if we build our castles well enough, somehow the ocean won’t wash them away. I think this is a wonderful kind of person to be.
Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life

Dreams and Sandcastles painted by Sue Fletcher
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Posted on September 5, 2011 via Book Oasis with 351 notes
Source: pastelportraits.net
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photography by Ronen Goldman
All the secrets of the world are contained in books. Read at your own risk. — Lemony Snicket
Posted on September 2, 2011 with 2 notes
Source: xaxor.com
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Beach Scene, New London painted by William Glackens, 1918
On these magic shores children at play are for ever beaching their coracles. We too have been there; we can still hear the sound of the surf, though we shall land no more. — J. M. Barrie, Peter Pan
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Dünen und Windflüchter am Weststrand (Dunes and wind-bent trees at the western beach) painted by Paul Müller-Kaempff
Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind,
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.— Bob Dylan
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“One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding;
how little one can get along with, not how much.”
- Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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Posted on June 30, 2011 via Reflejos with 17 notes
Source: mikerooneystudios.blogspot.com
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Cats painted by Tokuhiro Kawai
Never try to out stubborn a cat – Robert Heinlein, The Notebook of Lazarus Long
Posted on May 26, 2011 with 5 notes
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