He who commands the sea has command of everything.

The life of a sailor is very unhealthy.

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

It is He who has subdued the ocean so that you may eat of its fresh fish and bring up from its depth ornaments to wear. Behold the ships plowing their course through it. All this, that you may seek His bounty and render thanks.

Ocean. A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man—who has no gills.

The sea yields action to the body, meditation to the mind, the world to the world, all parts thereof to each part, by this art of arts—navigation.

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

In all the ancient states and empires, those who had the shipping, had the wealth.

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

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.

The sole business of a seaman onshore who has to go to sea again is to take as much pleasure as he can.

Take back your golden fiddles, and we’ll beat to open sea.

The power which the sea requires in the sailor makes a man of him very fast, and the change of shores and population clears his head of much nonsense of his wigwam.