Travel by sea nearly approximates the bliss of babyhood. They feed you, rock you gently to sleep and when you wake up, they take care of you and feed you again. — Geoffrey Bocca Copy Share Image
Travel by sea nearly approximates the bliss of babyhood. They feed you, rock you gently to sleep and when you wake up, they take… — Geoffrey Bocca Copy Share Image
Wit is a treacherous dart. It is perhaps the only weapon with which it is possible to stab oneself in one's own back. — Geoffrey Bocca Copy Share Image
