Tomorrow we take to the mighty sea.

Without a decisive naval force, we can do nothing definitive, and with it, everything honorable and glorious.

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

All streams run to the sea, but the sea is not full.

Ashore it’s wine, women, and song; aboard it’s rum, bum, and concertina.

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.

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 sea hath fish for every man.

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

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

You never enjoy the world aright, till the sea itself floweth in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens, and crowned with the stars.

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

A fair complexion is unbecoming to a sailor: he ought to be swarthy from the waters of the sea and the rays of the sun.