Why is a ship under sail more poetical than a hog in a high wind? The hog is all nature, the ship is all art.

The sea receives us in a proper way only when we are without clothes.

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

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

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.

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

I never even saw the use of the sea. Many a sad heart has it caused, and many a sick stomach has it occasioned! The boldest sailor climbs on board with a heavy soul and leaps on land with a light spirit.

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.

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

Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep, and swim far, so shall you come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.

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

The sea hath no king but God alone.

I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.