We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea—whether it is to sail or to watch it—we are going back whence we came.

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.

He that commands the sea is at great liberty and may take as much and as little of the war as he will.

The sea hath fish for every man.

The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea.

The sea hath no king but God alone.

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

He who commands the sea has command of everything.

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.

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.

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

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

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.