Anyone can hold the helm when the sea is calm.

It is He who has subdued the ocean so that you may eat of its fresh fish and bring up from its depth ornaments to wear. Behold the ships plowing their course through it. All this, that you may seek His bounty and render thanks.

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 wonderful sea charmed me from the first.

Seamen are the nearest to death and the furthest from God.

The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea.

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

The sea hath fish for every man.

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

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

All streams run to the sea, but the sea is not full.

The power which the sea requires in the sailor makes a man of him very fast, and the change of shores and population clears his head of much nonsense of his wigwam.