Castaways Travel Quotes & Sayings

What I do is when I go to the stage I forget about me. — Buddy Guy

I don't want to be penciled in anywhere, pencil can be erased. — Jodi Ellen Malpas

We meet different kinds of people in life, Good people gives us happiness whereas worse gives us lesson.So never regret on meeting someone.As it's an experience of life. Taste every flavor of life. — Debolina

I don't feel that I have any great grasp of technique that I should pass along to people. — Carol Kane

I had a happy marriage and a nice wife. I accomplished everything you can. What more can you want? — Max Schmeling

But if there was one thing she knew from years as a mechanic, it was that some stains never came out. — Marissa Meyer

What seems to be unspeakable weakness can sometimes be just distaste for the generally accepted morality. — Georges Bataille

What I was suddenly aware of was the importance of their being whatever each of them was
cocky and contemptuous, or bothered and beaten
as long as it was something they'd come to in their own way: the importance of being human, in fact. The peace and harmony Uncle Ian and the others claimed to be handing out in fact was death, because without being yourself, an individual, you weren't really alive. — John Christopher

I had never found people quick to pay the amounts they had undertaken to subscribe, and the Natal Indians were no exception to the rule. As, therefore, no work was done unless there were funds on hand, the Natal Indian Congress has never been in debt. — Mahatma Gandhi

For the first time, I was the center of attention. Everyone watched me as if I were a bomb. Would I explode and cause a disaster or would I pop and cause a miracle? — Maria V. Snyder

If the world is polluted, we are polluted. If the world dies, we die anyway. I don't pretend to be separate from the world. If she is poisoned, I jump in and be poisoned with her. — J. Gabriel Gates

Little by little things began to assume a new aspect. The sense of insecurity vanished, words came of themselves, I was no longer so painfully conscious of everything I said. I drank on and felt the great soft wave approach and embrace me; the dark hour began to fill with pictures and stealthily the noiseless procession of dreams appeared again superimposed on the dreary, grey landscape of existence. — Erich Maria Remarque