StevenBrisson:
Neither a wise nor a brave man lies down on the tracks of history to wait for the train of the future to run over him.
StevenBrisson:
The way is not in the sky. The way is in the heart.
StevenBrisson:
On the beach, you can live in bliss.
StevenBrisson:
The best things in life aren't things.
StevenBrisson:
Now, bring me that horizon.
StevenBrisson:
At sea a fellow comes out. Salt water is like wine, in that respect.
StevenBrisson:
We all leave footprints in the sand, the question is: will we be a big heal or a great soul?
StevenBrisson:
You never really know your friends from your enemies until the ice breaks.
StevenBrisson:
Long on the wave reflected lustres play.
StevenBrisson:
The limitations in your photography are in yourself, for what we see is what we are. (Explore)
StevenBrisson:
Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.
StevenBrisson:
Love that has not friendship for its base, is like a mansion built upon the sand.
StevenBrisson:
As the wind blows the sand from the shore, so must they be driven away.
StevenBrisson:
Love builds up the broken wall and straightens the crooked path.
StevenBrisson:
The world is a playground, and life is pushing my swing.
StevenBrisson:
At a round table, every seat is the head place.
StevenBrisson:
Life is like a stroll on the beach...walk as near to the edge as you can go.
StevenBrisson:
However long the night, the dawn will break.
StevenBrisson:
A photograph is memory in the raw.
StevenBrisson:
To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. (Explore, #3)
StevenBrisson:
Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air. (Explore, #28)