#sail

What do you want to be a sailor for? There are greater storms in politics than you will ever find at sea. Piracy, broadsides, blood on the decks. You will find them all in politics. ↗

— David Lloyd George

#decks #ever #find #greater #piracy

My philosophy was, if I just do good work, someone will like it enough to employ me. It never made me famous. And I'm way, way too old now, mate. That boat's sailed. ↗

— Ian Hart

#employ #enough #famous #good #good work

The most ordinary conditions for observing sailing birds are then the wind and sea are both aft. ↗

— Lawrence Hargrave

#both #conditions #most #observing #ordinary

Flying might not be all plain sailing, but the fun of it is worth the price. ↗

— Amelia Earhart

#fun #might #plain #price #sailing

No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned... a man in a jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company. ↗

— Samuel Johnson

#better #chance #commonly #company #contrivance

I wish to have no connection with any ship that does not sail fast; for I intend to go in harm's way. ↗

— John Paul Jones

#connection #does #fast #go #harm

We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch - we are going back from whence we came. ↗

— John F. Kennedy

#came #go #going #ocean #sail

One ship drives east and other drives west by the same winds that blow. It's the set of the sails and not the gales that determines the way they go. ↗

— Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#determines #drives #east #gales #go

The people of the world, all of them, whether it is the different race or the different language or the different lifestyle, tend to only think about what we cannot share. But our brains are all the same. We are the same people. With everyone’s strength, we can all share the same feelings. That much is obvious. But it won’t come easily. ↗

— Naoko Takeuchi

#sailor-moon #art

Says O'Sullivan to me, "Mr. Fay, I'll have a word wid yeh?" "Certainly," says I; "what can I do for you?" "Sell me your sea- boots, Mr. Fay," says O'Sullivan, polite as can be. "But what will you be wantin' of them?" says I. "'Twill be a great favour," says O'Sullivan. "But it's my only pair," says I; "and you have a pair of your own," says I. "Mr. Fay, I'll be needin' me own in bad weather," says O'Sullivan. "Besides," says I, "you have no money." "I'll pay for them when we pay off in Seattle," says O'Sullivan. "I'll not do it," says I; "besides, you're not tellin' me what you'll be doin' with them." "But I will tell yeh," says O'Sullivan; "I'm wantin' to throw 'em over the side." And with that I turns to walk away, but O'Sullivan says, very polite and seducin'-like, still a-stroppin' the razor, "Mr. Fay," says he, "will you kindly step this way an' have your throat cut?" And with that I knew my life was in danger, and I have come to make report to you, sir, that the man is a violent lunatic. ↗

— Jack London

#funny #humor #sailor #sea #ship