Quotes About Sailing

How can we know all this, yet somehow experience joy? Because that's how we are designed – for awareness and curiosity. We are hardwired with curiosity inside us, because life knew that this would keep us going even in bad sailing.

It seemed to me that the two remaining masts almost leaned forward, out of the vertical, so great was the pressure of wind in sails. Nothing broke, nothing tore—so beautiful was our position and so constant the current of air. It made the blood sing in my veins, and I knew I could be a sailor for life, if I chose. Yes, I could gladly wait a lifetime, a full sixteen years more, for such a sensation again. Without our effort, grace moved us forward.

Life in the ocean makes Earth hospitable. We are sailing along in the universe and we have a blue engine that is making everything alright.

Stig: 'Of course, she'll sail rings around Wolfswind,' Hal: 'Then why didn't you tell him that?' Stig: 'I like my head where it is.

I'll find you, Will!" Then the wind filled the big, square sail of the wolfship and she heeled away from the shore, moving faster and faster towards the northeast. For a long time after she'd dropped below the horizon, the sodden figure sat there, his horse chest-deep in the rolling waves, staring after the ship. And his lips still moved, in a silent promis only he could hear.

They sailed into Raguza and Hal said, as bold as brass, "We've come to challenge Zavac and we plan to kick his—

When Erak was safely out of earshot, Stig turned to his friend. "Of course, she'll sail rings around Wolfwind," he said. "Then why didn't you tell him that?" Hal asked, grinning. "I like my head where it is.

Ik ben blij dat de Wolfswind nog in de scheepswerf ligt,' zei hij uiteindelijk. 'Hij vaart weer recht op mijn vaste ligplaats af.

crossing the Atlantic under sail remains one of the most fulfilling ways possible to spend a month or so of your precious allotment of time.

wanted to sail off with my kids, to raise them

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,And a gray mist on the sea's face and a gray dawn breaking.

All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.

Kelley becomes addicted to the novels of Danielle Steel. Now, there's a woman who knows about life: dying billionaires who cut their obnoxious children out of the will, unappreciated housewives who fall into the arms of the children's sailing instructor. And Ms. Steel writes one heck of a sex scene.

Sea Wife, by Amity Gaige.

He sailed forward, the dark iron in his hand burning like a spear of light, a voice like a choir of falcons bellowing Lucifer's name somehow rising in his throat and everything a fury of gold-barred black and searing light.

I'm not turning my back on Norway. But I'm not a Northman, I'm an Earthman. I live on a planet. And the planet is sailing through space. What is Oslo? A speck. A moaning dust mote. And the forests here in the north are so cold, so cold.

They passed it late in the afternoon, their single sail stretched to bursting, clinker-built hull heeling well over, bow slicing up a column of spray that salted mouths, eyes and bodies.

There is so much to sailing a ship. There's about a thousand different lines on a brig ship, and knowing what each one of those does, it takes a long time, and that's why you have these cabin boys that start on the ship, and they learn throughout the years, and that's why it takes so long to captain one.

The fleet being thus more inclosed will more readily observe the signals, and with greater facility form itself into the line of battle a circumstance which should be kept in view in every order of sailing.

I bit my arm, I sucked the blood,And cried, A sail! a sail!

O Kypris and the Nereids, I pray you to sail my brother home unharmed and let him accomplish all that is in his heart and be released from former error and carry joy to his friends and bane to enemies and let no one bring us more grief. Let him honor me his sister. But black torment suffering for early days, citizens accused. Was it over millet seed? Pure Kypris, put aside old anger and free him from evil sorrow

We went sailing one time, and he wore a Speedo, and any smart woman should know that means bisexual at least.

There's precious little to say between day and dark, Perhaps a few words on the implacable will Of time sailing like a magic barque Or something as fine for the amenities.