Drift Quotes

Decided only to be undecided, resolved to be irresolute, adamant for drift, solid for fluidity.

It is often pacifists who, halting and stumbling and not knowing whither they are going, finally drift helplessly into a war.

Underneath all reason lies delirium and drift.

I started out as Snow White, but then I drifted.

That's kind of what we have here. I think we've just grown apart, we have different philosophies, and we're going in different directions.

In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

The soul which has no fixed purpose in life is lost; to be everywhere, is to be nowhere.

Change is usually preceded by some kind of drift.

The world is a navy in an empty ocean.

I don't have a goal.

Am I a weed, carried this way, that way, on a tide that comes twice a day without a meaning?

I suppose life is a little like that, isn't it, a message in a bottle pitched out to sea, to be carried by the winds and the tides, washing up on the beaches we could never imagine.

Nations drift into wars.

I've committed to nothing...and that's just suicide...by tiny, tiny increments.

You know someone for a while and then one day a hole opens underneath them, and they fall out of your world.

What I wouldn't give to find a soul mate, someone else to catch this drift.

Somebody can say they don't understand why somebody drifts. But I've always found people who drift interesting, 'cause it shows me the game's not stagnant in their own head. They're thinking.

About 95% of people can be compared to ships without rudders. Subject to every shift of wind and tide, they're helplessly adrift. And while they fondly hope that they'll one day drift into a rich and successful port, you and I know that for every narrow harbor entrance, there are a 1,000 miles of rocky coastline. The chances against their drifting into port are 1,000 to one.

I've always had real trouble knowing what my actual desires and goals are. I've just been dragged along by fate.

I really floated around in the '60s, because I felt comfortable with nothing.

And these little things may not seem like much but after a while they take you off on a direction where you may be a long way off from what other people have been thinking about.

People grow apart, and sometimes, there nothing anyone can do about it.

Paul and I don't see that much of each other these days, but I certainly still regard him as a friend.

Life is a little like a message in a bottle, to be carried by the winds and the tides.