Quotes About Sailing

October is the month When the smallest breeze Gives us a shower Of autumn leaves. Bonfires and pumpkins, Leaves sailing down — October is red And golden and brown...

Most sailing ships take what they call trainees, who pay to be part of the crew. The Picton Castle takes people who are absolutely raw recruits. But you can't just ride along. You're learning to steer the ship, navigation; you're pulling lines, keeping a lookout; in the galley you're cooking.

The anchor heaves, the ship swings free The sails swell full. To sea, to sea!

It was a great moment on board when two large boobies were spotted above the horizon to westward

I grew up sailing in the North Sea.

because I want to see the last one fall. I'm tired of waiting. I'm tired of thinking. I want to turn loose my hold on everything, and go sailing down, down, just like one of those poor, tired leaves.

Peter was waiting at the shuttle entrance. "Cut it rather fine, didn't we?" he said. "Is it eighteen hundred?" asked Theresa. "A minute before," said Peter. "Then we're early," said Theresa. She sailed past him, too, and on into the airlock. Behind her, she could hear Peter saying, "What's got into her?" and John Paul answering, "Later.

What child unable to sleep on a warm summer night hasn't thought he saw Peter Pan's sailing ship in the sky? I will teach you to see that ship. Roberto Cotroneo, When a Child on a Summer Morning

A wide-angle view of sails sparkling white against a cobalt sky as light dances, silver on the water. Like art, it soothes the edge, allowing you to see something simple from a different perspective.

I wish Frederick would spread a little more canvass, and bring us home one of these young ladies to Kellynch.

What keeps this industry challenging as an actor is that you never know how something will turn out. The ups and downs are constant. You're never just smoothly sailing along. You're always going to be on loose footing. That's what ultimately now I expect and accept and that doesn't scare me as much.

I know enough about Satan to realize that he will have all his weapons ready for determined opposition. He would be a missionary simpleton who expected plain sailing in any work of God.

Every year I spend one month just sailing, but I still work when Im on the boat. You never separate work from leisure. A boat is like a magic world, like a little island.

Writing itself is a bad enough trade, rightly held up to ridicule and contempt by the greater part of mankind, and especially by those who do real work, plowing, riding, sailing

I enjoy the independence of single-handling a boat. I like controlling the elements, making the wind and the waves and the water work for me.

I was four when I first stood at the helm on my own.

It's romantic. You'll think I'm nuts for saying it, but sailing is like using a candle compared to using an electric light. It still gets the job done but has much more warmth

death stretches out like a clothesline, and then suddenly blows: blows a dark sound that swells the sheets and beds are sailing into a harbor where death is waiting, dressed as an admiral

Now I wished for my boy Xury, and the long boat with the shoulder of mutton sail, with which I sailed above a thousand miles on the coast of Africk; but this was in vain.

Nevertheless, they boarded The Purdue Victory and sailed out of Boston harbor, provided for against all inclemencies but these they were leaving behind, and those disasters of such scope and fortuitous originality which Christian courts of law and insurance companies, humbly arguing ad hominem, define as acts of God.

He had written to her just before he sailed for America. The Queen's Pride was his ship, and he loved her. (That was the way his sentences always went: It is raining today and I love you. My cold is better and I love you. Say hello to Horse and I love you. Like that.)

Half the Armada had begun to give chase to the great ship Revenge. And the Revenge, alone, was sailing, as it had to do, away. Surrender, the Prince said. It will not happen. SURRENDER! the Prince shouted. DEATH FIRST! Westley roared.

He had written to her just before he sailed for America. The Queen's Pride was his ship, and he loved her. (That was the way his sentences always went: It is raining today and I love you. My cold is better and I love you. Say hello to Horse and I love you. Like that.)

I wanted to be a doctor in sports medicine I was into sailing and all that sort of thing.