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

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 breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.

Anyone can hold the helm when the sea is calm.

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

The wonderful sea charmed me from the first.

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

The life of a sailor is very unhealthy.

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.

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.

Without a decisive naval force, we can do nothing definitive, and with it, everything honorable and glorious.

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