Top 75 Quotes & Sayings by Robyn Davidson - Page 2

And there are new kinds of nomads, not people who are at home everywhere, but who are at home nowhere. I was one of them

The most difficult part of any endeavour is taking the first step, making the first decision.

When there is no one to remind you what society's rules are, and there is nothing to keep you linked to that society, you had better be prepared for some startling changes.

I believe that the subconscious always knows what is best. It is our conditional, vastly overrated rational mind which screws everything up.

I hate hats! Hats just give you really bad hair! I had a hat sometimes. Frankly, you get burnt so much anyway, it's beside the point. And when you're walking into the western sun, no hat in the world is going to save your face and neck from being sizzled.

I experienced that sinking feeling you get when you know you have conned yourself into doing something difficult and there's no going back.

The good Lord in his ultimate wisdom gave us three things to make life bearable: hope, jokes, and dogs, but the greatest of these was dogs.

The 70s were a wonderful time to be young. I think most young people at that time were pushing the boundaries, asking all sorts of questions of society, of life and of themselves. They were very politicised. It was part of the air that we breathed.

I believe when you’re stuck in one spot for too long it’s best to throw a grenade where you stand, and jump…and pray.

Camel trips, as I suspected all along, and as I was about to have confirmed, do not being or end: they mere change form.

There are some moments in life that are like pivots around which your existence turns—small intuitive flashes, when you know you have done something correct for a change, when you think you are on the right track. I watched a pale dawn streak the cliffs with Day-glo and realized this was one of them. It was a moment of pure, uncomplicated confidence—and lasted about ten seconds.

Some of us just don't want to be famous ... anonymity cannot be bought for any price, once you have lost it.

By now I was utterly deprogrammed. I walked along naked usually, clothes being not only putrid but unnecessary. My skin had been baked a deep terra-cotta brown and was the constituency of harness leather. The sun no longer penetrated it. I retained my hat.

Real travel would be to see the world, for even an instant, with another's eyes

It is better to proceed with one's duty in the service of others than wallow in the pain attachments bring