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.

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.

Anyone can hold the helm when the sea is calm.

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

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.

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.

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

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 snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea.

Tomorrow we take to the mighty sea.

The sea yields action to the body, meditation to the mind, the world to the world, all parts thereof to each part, by this art of arts—navigation.

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

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