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There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune. Omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat. And we must take the current when it serves, or lose our ventures.

A hundred struggle and drown in the breakers. One discovers the new world. But rather, ten times rather, die in the surf, heralding the way to that new world, than stand idly on the shore.

The sea complains upon a thousand shores.

Can ye fathom the ocean, dark and deep, where the mighty waves and the grandeur sweep?

Praise the sea, on shore remain.

The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.

Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure.

We must free ourselves of the hope that the sea will ever rest. We must learn to sail in high winds.

A captain who does not know where he wants to sail, there is no wind on Earth that will bring him there.

I shall go the way of the open sea, to the lands I knew before you came, and the cool ocean breezes shall blow from me the memory of your name.