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.

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

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

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

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

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.

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

The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea.

Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.

I am ill every time it blows hard, and nothing but my enthusiastic love for the profession keeps me one hour at sea.

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.

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

Of all objects that I have ever seen, there is none which affects my imagination so much as the sea or ocean. A troubled ocean, to a man who sails upon it, is, I think, the biggest object that he can see in motion, and consequently gives his imagination one of the highest kinds of pleasure that can arise from greatness.