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

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

Anyone can hold the helm when the sea is calm.

The winds and the waves are always on the side of the ablest navigators.

He who commands the sea has command of everything.

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

Being thus arrived in good harbor, and brought safe to land, they fell upon their knees and blessed the God of heaven who had brought them over the vast and furious ocean and delivered them from all the perils and miseries thereof, again to set their feet on the firm and stale earth, their proper element.

He who travels by sea is nothing but a worm on a piece of wood, a trifle in the midst of a powerful creation. The waters play about with him at will, and no one but God can help him.

Seafarers go to sleep in the evening not knowing whether they will find themselves at the bottom of the sea the next morning.

The life of a sailor is very unhealthy.

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.

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

I wish to have no connection with any ship that does not sail fast, for I intend to go in harm’s way.