He who commands the sea has command of everything.

Alone, alone, all, all alone, / Alone on a wide, wide sea!

But look, our seas are what we make of them, full of fish or not, opaque or transparent, red or black, high or smooth, narrow or bankless—and we are ourselves sea, sand, coral, seaweed, beaches, tides, swimmers, children, waves.

Seaward ho! Hang the treasure! It’s the glory of the sea that has turned my head.

As to the sea itself, love it you cannot. Why should you? I will never believe again the sea was ever loved by anyone whose life was married to it. It is the creation of omnipotence, which is not of humankind and understandable, and so the springs of its behavior are hidden.

The most advanced nations are always those who navigate the most.

The sea hath fish for every man.

What will not attract a man’s stare at sea?—a gull, a turtle, a flying fish!

Tomorrow we take to the mighty sea.

He that commands the sea is at great liberty and may take as much and as little of the war as he will.

We are as near to heaven by sea as by land!

Many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea. It is down there that the sea folk live.

Never trust her at any time when the calm sea shows her false alluring smile.