Samui Island Quotes & Sayings

I do try to get my own way, but I think it's because I'll never get my way on anything that matters — Cinda Williams Chima

Style ain't nothing but keeping the same idea from beginning to end. Everybody got it. — August Wilson

If the clicker became useless in grown men's hands, no games to watch, no highlights shown, ESPN left with only test patterns and re-runs of Rudy, wouldn't the indignation level be a whole lot higher? If sports, all sports, all levels, were shut down, wouldn't the big clock be ticking a lot louder? Wouldn't John Boehner be calling the President and vice versa? Wouldn't Ted Cruz have to shut up in a hurry? — Leigh Montville

We live in a country where people still get beaten to death because of their sexual orientation. — Peter Krause

In an instant, the law was transformed: from the last passenger on the safe-haven bandwagon to a pioneer into uncharted territory. For the first time in American history, it was not only legal to relinquish a baby; in Nebraska, it was okay to abandon any child of any age for any reason at any time - with the full protection of the law. — Wil S. Hylton

I don't want to start all over again with someone else who could be even worse once I discover who he really is - it takes years to really figure a person out. — Loretta Lost

The way I see the whole spectrum of pop music is that it is slowly being laid to rest, in every conceivable way ... So with the Smiths, I do really think it is true, I think this is really the end of the story. Ultimately, popular music will end. That must be obvious to almost everybody. And I think the ashes are all about us, if we could but notice them. — Morrissey

I love Samui in the wee small hours. I especially love it on nights like this when the white moon stares down from the blackness like the pockmarked eye of a blind god. At such times, when the island's bright signs have paled to grey and the broom of sleep has swept the revellers to their beds, my mind's cynical crust cracks open a little, and some fanciful poetry leaks in. Then the dark hills appear to me as slumbering prehistoric leviathans, the clouds assume the air of restless ghosts, and the moon-dusted sea murmurs in some long forgotten tongue of the divine. — John Dolan

I always feel I'm getting near to something that's got more to it than I can get hold of. — Jack Shadbolt