Quotes About Ship

There's a time when a man needs to fight and a time when he needs to accept that his destiny's lost, the ship has sailed and that only a fool will continue. The truth is I've always been a fool.

I remember reading about the Marie Celeste when I was a kid and becoming obsessed with what happened.

As Benjamin Franklin once said, "Beware of little expenses. A small leak will sink a great ship." In business, nothing is ever too small to notice.

A tiny leak can sink a ship.

As did every expedition leader, Álvarez de Pineda surely kept a log. In it would have been the only first-person observations of native cultures of the upper Gulf at the time of contact. According to secondhand accounts, he came across as many as forty native groups, which would have exhibited the fullness of aboriginal life, thousands of years old, before the sweeping carnage of European pathogens, biological imports transported on every ship crossing the Atlantic

The boat—no, it was a ship, as one of the crew had explained, since it had a solid superstructure and was stabilized by ballast,

He thought that just because he couldn't conceive of a threat to his ship it was safe.

I'll always be there, Anna, in every ship you see sailing past. I'll be the wind in its sail.

How did you come to be a pirate?" "I was aboard a pirate ship." She rolled her eyes at him. "How did you come to be aboard a pirate ship?

I went back to my cabin and lay down on my berth. Everything trembled as if it had a spring at its very center. I could hear the small waves lap-lapping around the ship. They made an unexpected sound, as if a vessel filled with liquid had been placed on its side and now was slowly emptying out.

Given time, a ship's crew will attach sexual innuendo to anything. It makes their jobs more exciting.

Piazza San Marco non sembra far parte di una città, piuttosto è il salone delle danze di un qualche palazzo, il ponte coperto di un grande vascello, l'albero maestro è quel robusto campanile largo alla base e stretto in cima, e la torre con l'orologio è il cassero di prua (...) con i due ammiragli in cima pronti a suonare il campanone.

Me iba yo sintiendo como el barco: todo rodeado de color nostalgia. Un color nostalgia que incluso iba enrojeciendo de lo difícil que me parecía entenderlo todo.

Mystery lies over the sea. Every ship is bound for Thule.

Your loss," Odysseus called after him. "Don't mind him. His wife's a hellhound bitch, and that would sour anyone's temper. Now, my wife-----" "I swear." Diomedes' voice carried back up the length of the ship. "If you finish that sentence, I will throw you over the side and you can swim to Troy.

The ship was sinking and the rats were jumping overboard.

All seemed to be over when Bothwell's mainmast was shot away by a cannonball

The powerful wind swept his hair away from his face; he leaned his chest into the wind, as if he stood on the deck of a ship heading into the wind, slicing through the waves of an ocean he'd not yet seen.

You can think of the Carrion Spike as just a ship, but she's more than that. She's an expression of who Tarkin is; a small-scale example of the lengths he's willing to go. Stealth, speed, power…That's Tarkin, the omniscient, ubiquitous Imperial enforcer. And that's why we're turning her into a symbol of something else: of resistance.

That painted ship of theirs was the finest thing about them. Their faces had lines like grandfathers. Their eyes were bloodshot and dead. They flinched from my animals. "Let me guess," I said. "You are lost? You are hungry and tired and sad?

I stepped onto the ship and lifted my hand. He lifted his. I had not fooled myself with false hope. I was a goddess, and he a mortal, and both of us were imprisoned. But I pressed his face into my mind, as seals are pressed in wax, so I could carry it with me.

Don't mind him. His wife's a hellhound bitch, and that would sour anyone's temper. Now, my wife—" "I swear." Diomedes' voice carried back up the length of the ship. "If you finish that sentence, I will throw you over the side and you can swim to Troy.

All this while I have been a weaver without wool, a ship without the sea. Yet now look where I sail.

Not to have control over the senses is like sailing in a rudderless ship, bound to break to pieces on coming in contact with the very first rock.