I wanted freedom, open air and adventure. I found it on the sea.
Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned.
The chance for mistakes is about equal to the number of crew squared.
The sea finds out everything you did wrong.
To the question, "When were your spirits at the lowest ebb?" the obvious answer seemed to be, "When the gin gave out."
There is no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.
Hark, now hear the sailors cry, smell the sea, and feel the sky let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.
Only the guy who isn't rowing has time to rock the boat.
For the truth is that I already know as much about my fate as I need to know. The day will come when I will die. So the only matter of consequence before me is what I will do with my allotted time. I can remain on shore, paralyzed with fear, or I can raise my sails and dip and soar in the breeze.
I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving: To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it, but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.
The sail, the play of its pulse so like our own lives: so thin and yet so full of life, so noiseless when it labors hardest, so noisy and impatient when least effective.
A sailing ship is no democracy; you don't caucus a crew as to where you'll go anymore than you inquire when they'd like to shorten sail.
Out of sight of land the sailor feels safe. It is the beach that worries him.
There's no such thing as bad weather, just soft people.
I hate storms, but calms undermine my spirits.
Sailors, with their built in sense of order, service and discipline, should really be running the world.
It is not the ship so much as the skillful sailing that assures the prosperous voyage.
It is always fair sailing, when you escape evil.
You do not ask a tame seagull why it needs to disappear from time to time toward the open sea. It goes, that's all.
One cannot look at the sea without wishing for the wings of a swallow.
There is but a plank between a sailor and eternity.
A ship in port is safe, but that's not what ships are built for.
The planning stage of a cruise is often just as enjoyable as the voyage itself, letting one's imagination loose on all kinds of possibilities. Yet translating dreams into reality means a lot of practical questions have to be answered.
It's fear of the unknown. The unknown is what it is. And to be frightened of it is what sends everybody scurrying around chasing dreams, illusions, wars, peace, love, hate, all that-it's all illusion. Unknown is what it is. Accept that it's unknown and it's plain sailing. Everything is unknown-then you're ahead of the game. That's what it is. Right?
I have no interest in sailing around the world. Not that there is any lack of requests for me to do so.
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