“As I sat on the pebbles of the beach, where once your golden legs had been extended; a wave would arrive, all out of breath, but, as it had nothing to report, it would disperse in apologetic salaams.” --Vladimir Nabokov from Ultima Thule
“Dr. G would later say that the whole my-whole-life-flashed-before-me phenomenon at the end is more like being a whitecap on the surface of the ocean, meaning that its only at the moment you subside and start sliding back in that you're really aware there's a ocean at all. When you're up and out there as a whitecap you might talk and act as if you know you're just a whitecap on the ocean, but deep down you don't think there's really any ocean at all.” --David Foster Wallace from Good Old Neon
“At Ocean Beach, where Taraval Avenue ended, it was smoky and foggy that night. A small crowd stood around a bonfire which trembled and shivered behind a windbreak of wooden flats. The revels, who were pretending to enjoy themselves were shaking with cold. Sparks scuttered across the sand. Tyler stood on a street-level dune, looking down at them; their smoke stung his eyes. Behind them the dark ocean twitched.” --William Vollmann from The Royal Family
“He passed his days in a quest for shade and a longing for coolness. There was something infernal in the glimpses of sea and beach, where bronzed demons basked on the torrid shingle.” --Vladimir Nabokov from Lik
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