Jimmy Buffett Quotes

I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead.

Breathe in, breathe out, move on...

Wrinkles will only go where the smiles have been.

It takes no more time to see the good side of life than to see the bad.

It's a fine line between Saturday night and Sunday morning.

One of the inescapable encumbrances of leading an interesting life is that there have to be moments when you almost lose it.

Some of it's magic and some of it's tragic but I had a good life all the way.

I know a girl made of memories and phrases, lives her whole life in chapters and phases...

Indecision may or may not be my problem.

Searching is half the fun: life is much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane.

Shells sink, dreams float. Life's good on our boat.

If the phone doesn't ring, it's me.

Pack your bags, we're going on a guilt trip!

I'm growing older, but not up.

Mother Mother Ocean, I have heard your call.

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong.

It's not the tales of Stephen King that I've read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .

Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime, I fell in Love in the Library once upon a time.

Yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late.

Where it all ends I can't fathom, my friends. If I knew, I might toss out my anchor.

Some people never find it Some only pretend But I just want to live Happily ever after, now and then

Life is more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

Some of its magic, some its tragic, but I've had a good life along the way.

If life gives you limes make margaritas.

later down the road of life, i made the discovery that salt water was also good for the mental abrasions one inevitably acquires on land.

Songwriters write songs, but they really belong to the listener.

Maybe there is another who sees life not as a flickering candle but as a torch that can illuminate an undiscovered world.

There will always be those who feel more comfortable not venturing from the warmth of the hearth, but there are those who prefer to look out the window and wonder what is beyond the horizon.

We need more fruitcakes in this world, and less bakers!

The weather is here Wish you were beautiful.

1. Never forget--"they" are always the enemy. 2. Just remember, assholes are born that way, and they usually don't change. 3. You don't want to go to jail. 4. When you start to take this job seriously, you're in trouble. 5. It takes no more time to see the good side of life than it takes to see the bad. 6. If you decide to run the ball, just count on fumbling and getting the shit knocked out of you a lot, but never forget how much fun it is just to be able to run the ball!

My occupational hazard is my occupation's just not around...

Breathe in, breathe out, move on

It's important to have as much fun as possible while we're here. It balances out the times when the minefield of life explodes.

You know Death will get you in the end, but if you are smart and have a sense of humor, you can thumb your nose at it for awhile

Without geography you're nowhere.

The right combination of guilt and machismo has sent many a fool out into the jungle when he should have stayed home.

find yourself a lover who will glue you to the floor

I just want to live happily ever after, every now and then.

Be good & you will be lonesome. Be lonesome & you will be free.

The only thing that is still free in this world is religion, which is why a lot of people "find it.

Life was just a tire swing. 'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing. Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken, And I never knew a thing about pain. Life was just a tire swing.

When reality looks too ugly, fantasize.

Sail the main course in a simple sturdy craft. Keep her well stocked with short stories and long laughs. Go fast enough to get there but slow enough to see. Moderation seems to be the key.

That to me is the way any good romantic would look at his life: Live it first, then write it down before you go.

Cheeseburger in paradise!

People loved to see him come, and they were sad to see him go.

It's not the books by Stephen King that I read, I need protection from the things in my head . . .

If we weren't all crazy, we'd just go insane.

I have never cared about setting world records, or filling my boat with fish, or, for that matter, even catching fish. I go for the experience of spending six hours in the arms of the ocean, never thinking of a single thing except chasing fish.

Some of its magic, Some of its tragic…But I had a good life all the way

Under the heavens and under the sea there's a friend I don't know, who holds the right key.

Any attempts at autobiography before the age of eighty seem pretty self-involved to me. There are a lot of smart middle aged people but not many wise ones.

She said 'a tattoo is a badge of validation'. But the truth of the matter is far more revealing. It's a permanent reminder of a temporary feeling.

My voyage was never a well-conceived plan, nor will it ever be. I have made it up as I went along.

People," she sneered, "were not meant to be as happy as you make them." … "People were meant to be as happy as you make them.

I come from the ocean with songs of the sea No lesson for learning, just play upon me Now go make your music in lands near and far Orion protects you wherever you are

Life is a journey that's measured not in miles or years but in experiences, and the route your life takes is built not of roads but of songs.

Life is so much more manageable when thought of as a scavenger hunt as opposed to a surprise party.

No we don't want a bucket of blood Just a cup is all we could use

If we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.

HOLY COW! Wrinkles only go where smiles have been.

Telefonun çalmıyorsa bil ki benim.

When you go to the movies these days, you know they try to sell you this jumbo drink, 8 extra ounces of watered down cherry coke for an extra 25 cents. I don't want it. I don't want that much organziation in my life. I don't want other people thinking for me. I want my Junior Mints. Where did the Junior Mints go in the movies? I don't want a 12 lb. Nestle's crunch for 25 dollars. I want Junior Mints.We need more fruitcakes in this world and less bakers! We need people that care! I'm mad as hell! And I don't want to take it anymore!

Some of it's magic, some of it's tragic, but I've had a good life all the way.

grief is like the wake behind a boat. It starts out as a huge wave that follows close behind you and is big enough to swamp and drown you if you suddenly stop moving forward. But if you do keep moving, the big wake will eventually dissipate. And after a long enough time, the waters of your life get calm again, and that is when the memories of those who have left begin to shine as bright and as enduring as the stars above.

The rules for working on Tony’s shows were not to be found on the pages of any HR manual. There were behaviors perfectly acceptable in polite society that were unforgivable deal-breakers for Tony. Stingy tipper, vegan, mediocre, tea drinker, late, or a fan of Jimmy Buffett’s music, you’re off the show.

The parrot eyed me cautiously, like he was forming a vague memory of unhappier times, before Jimmy Buffett and ganja. "Noisy bastard," he decided.

Jimmy Buffett, Mr. Margaritaville, said that if we couldn’t laugh, we would all go insane.

You are your own best teacher. ~Jimmy Buffett

Number one rule of Wall Street: Nobody - I don't care if you're Warren Buffett or Jimmy Buffett - Nobody knows if the stock's going to go up, down, sideways, or in fucking circles, least of all stockbrokers. It's all a Fugazzi. You know what a Fugazzi is?

I'm growing older but not up, my metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck. Let the hands of time blow over my head, I'd rather die while I'm living, then live while I'm dead...

Maybe it's all too simple for the big brains to figure it out. What if the hokey-pokey is really what it's all about?

If you think there's a god, then there is, and if you don't, then there isn't. At least while we stumble around in the dark during our mortal life, that is. We'll find out the answer for sure when it's over, and if we don't, well, we'll never know that we didn't.

financial markets will become divorced from reality — you can count on that. More Jimmy Lings will appear. They will look and sound authoritative. The press will hang on their every word. Bankers will fight for their business. What they are saying will recently have “worked.” Their early followers will be feeling very clever. Our suggestion: Whatever their line, never forget that 2+2 will always equal 4. And when someone tells you how old-fashioned that math is ---zip up your wallet, take a vacation and come back in a few years to buy stocks at cheap prices.

Forget that blind ambition, and learn to trust your intuition.

All you need in this life is a tremendous sex drive and a great ego. Brains don't mean shit.

But the ‘70s brought a new sense of freedom and imagination, and the Florida Keys became magical, like Oz—rife with characters and experiences beyond ordinary vision. Kurt Vonnegut, Joseph Heller, or even Jimmy Buffett would have struggled to match the residents of that distant time.

Hillary mingled with old friends in Sag Harbor under a tent on the night of August 30: Calvin Klein, Harvey Weinstein, Jimmy Buffett, Jon Bon Jovi, and Sir Paul McCartney. Buffett and his wife, Jane, were the hosts of this extravaganza, which capped a multiday fund-raising blitz through the Hamptons. For a minimum of $100,000, VIPs were treated to dinner, “premium seating,” and the option to dance the night away with Hillary, Bill, and a few of their A-list pals. Hillary put on a brave face, reveled with her donors, and even joined in singing “Hey Jude.” But, below the surface, she was tense. Her closest aide’s personal life was blowing up in a fashion so spectacular that the campaign was at risk of becoming collateral damage.

One beautiful summer evening, Jimmy and Jane Buffett hosted a concert for us at their home in the Hamptons on Long Island. I was the first presidential candidate Jimmy ever endorsed, and he wanted to do something special for me.

Jimmy Buffett is never acceptable.

Jimmy Buffett broke into Margaritaville, and I knew that was where I wanted to be. If wishes were fishes, beggars would eat.

Number one rule of Wall Street: Nobody - I don't care if you're Warren Buffett or Jimmy Buffett - Nobody knows if the stock's going to go up, down, sideways, or in fucking circles, least of all stockbrokers. It's all a Fugazzi. You know what a Fugazzi is?

I was becoming very confident in my skills as a musician. There’s an inherent contradiction embedded in practice—at least that I’ve found in my experience: While motivation to put in the hours comes from being confident in your ability to eventually master and contribute to a craft, arriving at that confidence to begin with often requires putting in many, many hours of practice. This catch-22 is the reason so many people pick up the guitar only to quit after learning a couple Jimmy Buffett songs—it’s difficult to imagine yourself as anything but a beginner when you are starting out.

Life is unpredictable, but there is a lot out there to do and see if you just tune in to the radio.

And if you do decide to wander, please leave a tiny bit of room in your heart for me. For if I live in your hearts, I really have not died

5. Live by the sea. 6. Listen to your spirit and find joy. 7. Education, like money, doesn’t make you happy or successful, but it sure helps. 8. Love AND family are the best things we have.

1. Read often, even the classics. 2. Accept everyone for who they are, not what they do. 3. Be well traveled. 4. Learn to be a listener. Shhhh!

When life gives you limes, make margaritas.

In Driftwood: Stories from the Margarita Road, Joseph Conrad collides with Jimmy Buffett in a journey through the dark heart of Mexico's Riviera Maya. Weaving together the tales of American expats fleeing their mundane lives in the States for crystal-blue Caribbean water--and far too many pitchers of margaritas--author Anthony Lee Head makes it all so real because he has lived that life.

For some time now, people like me had been drifting south, ending up in Mexico with Jimmy Buffett songs playing in their heads. They left behind mortgages, failed marriages, and a lifetime of disappointments. Some of them came looking for a fresh start, and some were searching for a place to hide. A few were pulled by a dream they could never quite understand, until they walked down the beach to that crystal-clear water for the first time.

We were playing a story game Bucky had invented called the Last Supper. It consisted of allowing those evil, avenging creatures of God—horseflies—to light on the exposed skin of your arm or leg and take a bite. At that point, you make up an epitaph, which you deliver to the horsefly as he eats his last meal, and then you flatten the little bastard. The speeches are voted on by those in attendance, and the best speech wins a bottle of wine.

All you have to do is get out there and live it before it's too late.

...it's my own *** fault.

As a pilot I know, that if you are flying from point a to point b and a big storm blocks your way, you don’t just barrel on through. You either land or do a 180 and go back to point a.