Quotes About Sailors

Three sheets in the wind', Giles, the sign of nautical distress in the absence of naval signals.

Fifteen men on the Dead Man's Chest—Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!Drink and the devil had done for the rest—Yo-ho-ho, and a bottle of rum!

They were a rough lot indeed, as sailors mostly are; being men rooted out of all the kindly parts of life, and condemned to toss together on the rough seas, with masters no less cruel.

He smelled the smells of commerce and listened to the cursing of the sailors, both of which he admired: the former, as it reeked of wealth, and the latter because it combined his two other chief preoccupations, these being theology and anatomy.

Politicians who complain about the media are like sailors who complain about the sea.

Standing beside each one of our brave soldiers, sailors, airmen and marines is a loving, supportive, and dedicated family whose sacrifice is a true service to our great nation.

other tales, the sailors reach a land of intelligent talking animals who find humans disgusting and rather stupid.

All hands obeyed, and at once the eight or ten seamen who composed the crew, sprang to their respective stations at the spanker brails and outhaul, topsail sheets and halyards, the jib downhaul, and the topsail clewlines and buntlines. The young sailor gave a look to see that his orders were promptly and accurately obeyed, and then turned again to the owner.

the song consisted of an invocation to Neptune, chanted by a single leader and repeated in chorus, with a rhythm so sweet and well balanced that it imitated the regular movement of the sailors bending to their oars and the oars beating the water.

This is the day of wonders. The land is covered with trees like a head with hair and behind the ship the sun rises tipping the top trees with light. The sky is clear and shining as a china plate and the water playfully ruffled with wind. Every wisp of fog is gone and the air is full of the resinous smell of the trees. Seabirds are flashing above the sails golden like creatures from Heaven, but the sailors raise a few shots to keep them from the rigging.

Hooray and up she risesEarly in the morning.

Oh, the times are hard and the wages low;Leave her, Johnny, leave her!I'll pack my bag and go below.It's time for us to leave her!

Whiskey is the life of man,Whiskey, Johnny!Oh, I'll drink whiskey while I can,Whiskey for my Johnny!

Oh, blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down!To me way-aye, blow the man down.Oh, blow the man down, bullies, blow him right down!Give me some time to blow the man down!

The brothers reached the Bayport waterfront early. It was the scene of great activity. A tanker was unloading barrels of oil, and longshoremen were trundling them to waiting trucks. At another dock a passenger ship was tied up. Porters hurried about, carrying luggage and packages to a line of taxicabs. Many sailors strolled along the busy street. Some stepped into restaurants, others into amusement galleries.

How can we be sure of anything the tide changes. The wind that made the grain wave gently yesterday blows down the tress tomorrow. And the sea sends sailors crashing on the rocks, as easily as it guides them safely home. I love the sea but it doesn't make me less afraid of it I love you but I'm not always sure of what you are and how you feel.

A ship carrying red paint collided with another one carrying purple paint. Both crews are thought to be marooned.

Flowing water makes men meditative. They urinate with a sense of eternity like sailors.

Sailors broke down the creamy high-end tents, packed them into neat small bundles and loaded them and the yacht kids into the powerboat. "Goodbye," said James to me before he boarded. We shook hands on it. "I fear we will not meet again. From here to eternity." "OK," I said. "But what's your Snapchat?" "I'm not allowed Snapchat." "Instagram, then.

Sometimes, the lascars would gather between the bows to listen to the stories of the greybeards. There was the steward, Cornelius Pinto: a grey-haired Catholic, from Goa, he claimed to have been around the world twice, sailing in every kind of ship, with every kind of sailor - including Finns, who were known to be the warlocks and wizards of the sea, capable of conjuring up winds with a whistle.

Captain James Cook was famously credited with conquering scurvy (vitamin C deficiency) by bringing barrels of sauerkraut with him to sea and feeding it to his crews daily.

that August an ominous and unprecedented British armada of 450 ships and boats carrying forty-five thousand British soldiers and sailors, as well as the rented Germanic troops known as the Hessians (of Headless Horseman fame), assembled in New York Harbor

It is a curiously moving experience, to hear 350 sailors uttering the words "Oh shit!" in eleven different languages.

spoke of a gigantic whirlpool that had sucked two American carriers down to the very bottom of the Coral Sea. By the time that rumor had reached Takasuka's ears, it had twisted itself into a perverse story that as you dropped down the funnel you could see old Viking raiders and the bones of Roman galleys on the gray floor of the seabed. He never failed to be amazed at the bullshit sailors were able to dream up. As