#sail

You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest ↗

— L.A. Meyer

#friendship #sailor #death

If they will only hold their hands until the season is over, he promises them a royal carnival, when all grudges can he settled and the survivors may toss the non-survivors overboard and arrange a story as to how the missing men were lost at sea. ↗

— Jack London

#fighting #murder #sailors #sea #death

With this idea, being a man with long experience of the sea (and they certainly have a great advantage over other men in any sort of task)... ↗

— Garcilaso de la Vega

#oceans #sailing #sea #experience

Be patient with your boaters and let them rant. Most of them will get over it come December. ↗

— Matthew Goldman

#love

One takes what the river offers, both good and bad. The joy of living by running water far outweighs the sorrow. ↗

— Matthew Goldman

#love

What is time to a water rat? What is time to the river? Only we humans obsess over days and minutes, hours and seasons. ↗

— Matthew Goldman

#love

They that go down to the sea in ships' see strange things, but what they tell is oft-times stranger still. A faculty for romancing is imparted by a seafaring life as readily and surely as a rolling gait and a weather-beaten countenance. A fine imagination is one of the gifts of the ocean-witness the surprising and unlimited power of expression and epithet possessed by the sailor. And a fine imagination will frequently manifest itself in other ways besides swear words. ("The Gorgon's Head") ↗

— Gertrude Bacon

#sailor #sailors #seamen #ships #imagination

Endymion, you are my first love, my only love... even if we're reborn, in another life, we'll find each other... and then... We'll fall in love again... - Princess Serenity ↗

— Naoko Takeuchi

#life

She found out that having something to do prevented you from feeling seasick, and that even a job like scrubbing a deck could be satisfying, if it was done in a seamanlike way. She was very taken with this notion, and later on she folded the blankets on her bunk in a seamanlike way, and put her possessions in the closet in a seamanlike way, and used 'stow' instead of 'tidy' for the process of doing so. After two days at sea, Lyra decided that this was the life for her. ↗

— Philip Pullman

#pirates #sail #sailing #sea #seafaring

The first glance at the pillow showed me a repulsive sentinel perched upon each end of it--cockroaches as large as peach leaves--fellows with long, quivering antennae and fiery, malignant eyes. They were grating their teeth like tobacco worms, and appeared to be dissatisfied about something. I had often heard that these reptiles were in the habit of eating off sleeping sailors' toe nails down to the quick, and I would not get in the bunk any more. I lay down on the floor. But a rat came and bothered me, and shortly afterward a procession of cockroaches arrived and camped in my hair. In a few moments the rooster was crowing with uncommon spirit and a party of fleas were throwing double somersaults about my person in the wildest disorder, and taking a bite every time they stuck. I was beginning to feel really annoyed. I got up and put my clothes on and went on deck. The above is not overdrawn; it is a truthful sketch of inter-island schooner life. ↗

— Mark Twain

#exaggeration #humor #pests #sailing #sailor