There is nothing more enticing, disenchanting, and enslaving than the life at sea.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.
For all that has been said of the love that certain natures (on shore) have professed for it, for all the celebrations it has been the object of in prose and song, the sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.
Though the terror of the sea gives to none security, in the secret of the shell. Self preserving we may dwell.
There is nothing so desperately monotonous as the sea, and I no longer wonder at the cruelty of pirates.
The bottom of the sea is cruel.
There is no sea more dangerous than the ocean of practical politics none in which there is more need of good pilotage and of a single, unfaltering purpose when the waves rise high.
I have an unexplainable belief that I will never cause harm or be harmed while at sea. Because of this, I feel secure at sea: I feel secure in the ice, I feel secure in the storms, and I feel secure in confrontations.
What is there more unruly than the sea, with its winds, its tornadoes, and its tempests? And yet in what department of her works has Nature been more seconded by the ingenuity of man than in this, by his inventions of sails and of oars?
When men come to like a sea-life, they are not fit to live on land.
The sea is only the embodiment of a supernatural and wonderful existence.