Quotes By Jimmy Buffett

I've got a Caribbean soul I can barely control, and some Texas hidden here in my heart!

As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man, I have chalked up many a mile. Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks, and I learned much from both of their styles.

I'm living on things that excite me, be they pastry, or lobster, or love.

The ocean has always been a salve to my soul.

Give me oysters and beer, for dinner every day of the year, and I'll be fine.

Don't try to describe the ocean if you've never seen it.

I'd like to be a jellyfish, 'cause jellyfish don't pay rent.

It's my job to be better than the rest, and that's enough reason to go for me. It's my job to be better than the rest, and that makes the day for me.

I don't get tired of playing "Margaritaville". It's paid my bills for years.

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.

I can only say the first thing that pops into my mind is I remember, years ago, seeing kind of a has-been country singer working - when I first moved to Nashville - in a bar in a Holiday Inn.

Yeah. I wouldn't do it if it wasn't fun... We're showing people how, in a pretty crazy and whacked-out, dangerous world, you can still have fun.

I've always been trying to write songs like Lightfoot. A song of mine like 'Come Monday' is a direct result of me trying to write a Gordon Lightfoot song.

Well, I'm still here. Didn't have to go to rehab, and I'm not broke.

Whether it's a letter, song lyrics, part of a novel, or instructions on how to fix a kitchen sink, it's writing. You keep your craft honed, you acquire the discipline to finish things. You turn into a self-taskmaster.

The stores and the things like that, the business side of things came out at the point when, I'd say probably in the early '70s, it looked like the year of the singer-songwriter was over, 'cause music changed in our time and the spotlight was out.

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

Our children may save us if they are taught to care properly for the planet; but if not, it may be back to the Ice Age or the caves from where we first emerged. Then we'll have to view the universe above from a cold, dark place.

We're just recycled history machines, cavemen in faded blue jeans.

The beautiful people in the magazines, got the normal ones living beyond their means.