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

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

As to the sea itself, love it you cannot. Why should you? I will never believe again the sea was ever loved by anyone whose life was married to it. It is the creation of omnipotence, which is not of humankind and understandable, and so the springs of its behavior are hidden.

Alone, alone, all, all alone, / Alone on a wide, wide sea!

I’ve been bathing in the poem / Of star-infused and milky sea / Devouring the azure greens.

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.

And to our age’s drowsy blood / Still shouts the inspiring sea.

The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea.

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.

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.

The bathing was so delightful this morning, and Molly so pressing with me to enjoy myself, that I believe I stayed in rather too long, as since the middle of the day I have felt unreasonably tired. I shall be more careful another time, and shall not bathe tomorrow as I had before intended.

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

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