I had rather have a plain, russet-coated Captain, that knows what he fights for, and loves what he knows, than that which you call a Gentle-man and is nothing else.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The men I write can be intense, quiet, outspoken and outrageous, deadly or fun... but I would never waste time on a hero who wasn't honorable, who didn't protect those who couldn't protect themselves, who didn't value children and pets, who wasn't independent and unselfish.
I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man's pleasure when they come a cropper.
I like one nice man because he gets three tickets for the cinema so we've got somewhere to put our coats. He passes the test. I've been quite surprised because I really didn't expect to be wined and dined, and it's quite nice.
I'm told I'm like my father, and he was the most wonderful man. But I think he was gentler than me.
But I just think as a captain, everybody's different.
Culture makes all men gentle.
I had rather be an oyster than a man, the most stupid and senseless of animals.
Only the weak are cruel. Gentleness can only be expected from the strong.
I would rather the man who presents something for my consideration subject me to a zephyr of truth and a gentle breeze of responsibility rather than blow me down with a curtain of hot wind.
For sure I would be a very emotional captain. A very hands-on captain.