Quotes About Sailor

One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of the sailor, this is called the tide; in the case of the guilty, its is called remorse. God upheaves the soul as well as the ocean.

Why is the sea sometimes green and sometimes turquoise, sometimes white and sometimes as black as lava? Why is it never just the colour of water?' Alessi asked. ?'It's God's will,' his grandfather said. 'That way the sailor knows when he can go out to sea and when it's best to stay on shore.

I was born in the breezes, and I had studied the sea as perhaps few men have studied it, neglecting all else.

The man who has a girl in every port is not a sailor but a wholesaler.

We wouldn't eat an important person like you. Sometimes we'll take a sailor, but — He shrugged. — so would you if it was always fish.

The conflict in Europe was terrible and violent, she told her sailor, but she took exception to the name. The Great War had always been between the white and the black. It always would be.

Louie and Phil were separated again, and Louie was locked in an officer's cabin. Every few days, he had strange visits from a grinning sailor who would lean into the room, say, "Thump on the head for a biscuit?," rap his knuckles on Louie's head, hand him a biscuit, and amble away.

Defecating was even more difficult, calling for a precarious balancing act as a sailor eased himself

he lowered his breeches and eased himself into the seat, the sailor had to void himself in full view of anyone who cared to watch

frigid spray splattered his exposed bottom. (More than one sailor lost his life when he plunged from the jardines

The ship's barber, another specialist, was deceptively named because trimming beards

The fleet's barber was named Hernando Bustamente, who shipped out aboard Concepción

One sailor telling another that his beard smelled of smoke was tantamount to provoking a fight.

If a sailor devoted years of his life to getting there and back, and if he managed to bring home a small sack stuffed with spices

Pilate listened to the crowd. What sailor listens to the swell ? (Pilate écouta la foule. - Quel marin écoute la houle ?)

The sailor dies in what makes him live. We will die in the air and in hope. (Marin meurt dans ce qui le fait vivre. Nous mourrons dans l'air et dans l'espoir)

Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childish days; that can recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth; that can transport the sailor and the traveller, thousands of miles away, back to his own fire-side and his quiet home!

"The Ancient Mariner" — This poem would not have taken so well if it had been called "The Old Sailor"...

Dr. Cochrane and his sister were alone on the sun deck watching the last hold being filled with a cargo of salted hides. The stench was awful.

He lived for the sea and his one wish was that he would not die on dry land.

Going to dark bed there was a square round Sinbad the Sailor roc's auk's egg in the night of the bed of all the auks of the rocs of Darkinbad the Brightdayler.

Womb? Weary? He rests. He has travelled. With? Sinbad the Sailor and Tinbad the Tailor and Jinbad the Jailer and Whinbad the Whaler and Ninbad the Nailer and Finbad the Failer and Binbad the Bailer and Pinbad the Pailer and Minbad the Mailer and Hinbad the Hailer and Rinbad the Railer and Dinbad the Kailer and Vinbad the Quailer and Linbad the Yailer and Xinbad the Phthailer.

I muttered a swear word to myself. After I heard Angel cussing like a sailor when she stubbed her toe, my new resolution was to watch my language. All I needed was a six-year-old mutant with a potty mouth

When I started in fashion, I had already adopted the sailor-striped sweater as my uniform; that way, I wouldn't have to drive myself crazy trying to figure out what to wear.