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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.

— Adela Florence Nicolson

Sentiment: POSITIVE

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✓Similar Perspectives

And when the day arrives I'll become the sky and I'll become the sea and the sea will come to kiss me for I am going home. Nothing can stop me now.

— Trent Reznor

If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, we shall speak again together and you shall sing to me a deeper song.

— Khalil Gibran

Just as I shall select my ship when I am about to go on a voyage, or my house when I propose to take a residence, so I shall choose my death when I am about to depart from life.

— Seneca

We must always remember with gratitude and admiration the first sailors who steered their vessels through storms and mists, and increased our knowledge of the lands of ice in the South.

— Roald Amundsen

I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.

— John Masefield

After a prosperous, but to me very wearisome, voyage, we came at last into port. Immediately on landing I got together my few effects; and, squeezing myself through the crowd, went into the nearest and humblest inn which first met my gaze.

— Adelbert von Chamisso

I come now to tell you for what I am brought here to die, and to give you an account of my faith, which I shall do as in the sight of the living God before whom I am shortly to stand.

— Donald Cargill

I was born to travel and write verse.

— Theophile Gautier

✗Opposing Perspectives

Not one foot will I fly, so long as breath bides within my breast; for, by Him that shaped both sea and land, this day shall end my battles or my life. I will die King of England.

— Richard III of England

Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift, through all the earth and perhaps in the end through a cliff into the sea, something of me. A ton of worms in an acre, that is a wonderful thought, a ton of worms, I believe it.

— Samuel Beckett