Quotes About Sailing

I'd love to have a proper sailing boat and go around the world.

Whichever day it was, it was a gently day - mild, magical and innocent with great sailing of white cloud serene and impregnable in the high sky, moving along like kingly swans on quiet water. The sun was in the neighbourhood also, distributing his enchantment unobtrusively, colouring the sides of things that were unalive and livening the hearts of living things.

I am not a fan of being in the sea. I like being in a boat - sailing.

They have a fine breeze and are now we hope, well on their way.

My dad bought us boats. I think he thought sailing was a wholesome way to spend time.

I really enjoy sailing on Lake Geneva because I can just look at the shore and see my wife having a barbecue with the kids.

I used to sail a lot in all kinds of weather, competing on small sailboats in the ocean. And I travel a lot in Iceland on horses every summer, through the wild areas where there's no inhabitants and there are volcanoes.

I sail and play tennis, and I don't smoke or drink caffeine.

I started sailing because I had to stop playing tennis so much, as I had bad knees.

I sail to Hawaii and back a lot, and it sometimes involves very terrifying experiences. And you have to keep yourself from becoming panicky.

I'm sort of known in the comedy community as "Smooth Sailing," just 'cause everything always goes great. I've always had success at every turn.

The sea was calm with a fresh wind blowing from the south-east; they sailed under a sky of azure where God was also lighting up his lanterns, each one of which is a world.

They were sailing under a clear sky in which God too was progressively putting on His lights, each another world.

The anchor was instantly dropped, and the chain ran rattling through the port-hole. Dantes continued at his post in spite of the presence of the pilot, until this manoeuvre was completed, and then he added, "Half-mast the colors, and square the yards!" "You see," said Danglars, "he fancies himself captain already

Think of life as a voyage. The truest liver of the truest life is like a voyager who, as he sails, is not indifferent to all the beauty of the sea around him.

October's 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.

I saw three ships come sailing by,Come sailing by, come sailing by,I saw three ships come sailing by,On New Year's Day in the morning.

All day they hunted,And nothing did they find,But a ship a-sailing,A-sailing with the wind.

Then blow ye winds, heigh-ho!A-roving I will go,I'll stay no more on England's shore,To hear the music play.I'm off on the morning trainTo cross the raging main,I'm taking a trip on a Government ship,Ten thousand miles away!

Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,Way-hay, you rolling river!Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,Ha-ha, we're bound away,'Cross the wide Missouri!

There were two lofty ships, from old England they set sail,Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we!…Cruising down along the shores of High Barbaree!

Bright spring clouds cruise above them like vessels sailing to a parallel war...

I brag like hell when I'm confident of what I'm doing. Back when I was sailing ships for a living, I would take a schooner up to San Francisco - I had my master's certificate at 22 - and I would tell myself, 'There isn't a man in the world can do this better 'n I can.' And I meant it.

By now the speedy craft was far out on the broad bay. The water had grown choppy and was turning from green to steely gray. In the distance the boys watched a cluster of white sails skimming before the breeze.