Quotes About Drifting

If I don't get the service or if I don't the ball in the box, where I want it, I start drifting into midfield. I go and look for the ball. I try to be important for the team in other areas.

He kept up a constant chatter as they hunted through the packed streets. Rand made an effort to listen, and even to say something now and then, but it was an effort. He was not tired; he did not want to sleep. He just felt as if he were drifting.

To all appearances he was just drifting. In actuality he was just drifting.

To all appearances he was just drifting. In actuality he was just drifting. Drifting is what one does when looking at lateral truth.

Drifting is what one does

Drifting is what one does when looking at lateral truth. He couldn't follow any known method of procedure to uncover its cause because it was these methods and procedures that were all screwed up in the first place. So he drifted. That was all he could do.

It was already dark and the city was drifting like a bed of seaweed towards the lighted cafés of the upper town.

He was following the Earth through its days, drifting with the rhythms of its myriad pulses, seeping through the webs of its life, swelling with its tides, turning with its weight.

This time I join him, and our voices drift together across the sleeping town. When

I had the feeling that there was nothing more beautiful than this, that this particular sunset matched the beauty of anything in this world, ten times over. I could feel all the tension of the day drifting away from me and out to sea. I wanted to memorize it all in case I didn't get to come back again. You never know the last time you'll see a place. A person.

So we've pulled the chute, and we're drifting, riding the sky. It's just you and me. You can hear me now that we're falling like this, remember? I tell you that I don't want this to end. I don't want to land and reach the real world, because I like our world up here better.

I think I should never willingly cease drifting in that dreamland. I find it all infinitely sad, but at the same time so entrancing, that I often feel as if it would be the part of wisdom to fly at once to the woods or mountains where one can always find peace. - Dora Root

It is disappointing to find that music in Malayalam cinema is drifting away from its strong melody-base.

The moment of drifting into thought has been so clipped by modern technology. Our lives are filled with distraction with smartphones and all the rest. People are so locked into not being present.

The whole point of drifting was happy passive acceptance of no alternatives. Having alternatives ruined it.

It was wonderful and gauzy, going to sleep that way, like drifting in a small boat over a rippling sea.

Ever drifting down the stream ? Lingering in the golden gleam ? Life, what is it but a dream?

Perché è così che ti frega, la vita. Ti piglia quando hai ancora l'anima addormentata e ti semina dentro un'immagine, o un odore, o un suono che poi non te lo togli più. E quella lì era la felicità. Lo scopri dopo, quand'è troppo tardi. E già sei, per sempre, un esule: a migliaia di chilometri da quell'imagine, da quel suono, da quell'odore. Alla deriva.»

Drifting, drifting,/ what am I more than/ a single gull/ between sky and earth?

I wish you'd fall in love with me," she said. "Why?" "Because you're really someone worth falling in love with. And if we were in love, I wouldn't be drifting. I wouldn't be nobody. At least not while I was with you.

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.

Why they came east I don't know. They had spent a year in France, for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it—I had no sight into Daisy's heart but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking a little wistfully for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game.

The lights of many battleships drifting like water jewels upon the dark Hudson...

Lemme tell you something: there ain't any place in the world for a poor disabled friendless drifting man." The ugly words settled in Mr. Shiftlet's head like a group of buzzards in the top of a tree. He didn't answer at once. He rolled himself