Quotes About Sail

Faith is raising the sail of our little boat until it is caught up in the soft winds above and picks up speed, not from anything within itself, but from the vast resources of the universe around us.

Have Jesus always for your patron, His Cross for a mast on which you must spread your resolutions as a sail. Your anchor shall be a profound confidence in Him, and you shall sail prosperously.

...we shall board our imagined ship and wildly sail among sacred islands of the mad till death shatters the fabulous stars and makes us real.

Every ship is a romantic object, except that we sail in. Embark, and the romance quits our vessel, and hangs on every other sail in the horizon. Our life looks trivial, and we shun to record it. Men seem to have learned of the horizon the art of perpetual retreating and reference. "Yonder uplands are rich pasturage, and my neighbor has fertile meadow, but my field," says the querulous farmer, "only holds the world together.

Si mi voz muriera en tierra, llevadla al nivel del mar y dejadla en la ribera. Llevadla al nivel del mar y nombradla capitana de un blanco bajel de guerra. ¡Oh my v0z condecorada con la insignia marinera: sobre el corazón un ancla y sobre el ancla una estrella y sobre la estrella el viento y sobre el viento la vela!

Si mi voz muriera en tierra llevadla al nivel del mar y dejadla en la ribera. Llevadla al nivel del mar y nombradla capitana de un blanco bajel de guerra. Oh mi voz condecorada con la insignia marinera: sobre el corazón un ancla y sobre el ancla una estrella y sobre la estrella el viento y sobre el viento una vela!

Your this beautiful ship that will sail a long way, and I'd only be your anchor A ship without an anchor can never be at rest

the medical way for a two-month voyage.

It's like adoring the open sea, the clash of elemental forces, the overpowering scale of water and sky, the sleek majesty of sloops, the billow of sail and pull of line—and wanting to study and pay homage to it all by building a model of a favorite boat—and then deciding to do it inside a bottle.

Gray sail against the sky, Gray butterfly! Have you a dream for going. Or are you the blind wind's blowing?

The strange thing about ships is despite them being crowded and stinky and at the mercy of Nature, most times they are like wooden islands of freedom, free from petty concerns and the laws of the land.

blessing the boats (at saint mary's) may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond the face of fear may you kiss the wind then turn from it certain that it will love your back may you open your eyes to water water waving forever and may you in your innocence sail through this to that

the captain decided to hoist sail and move a little westward, on the chance that the fog was hugging the coast of the Island. This was likely; land heats up and cools down faster than water, which caused early fogs over many seacoasts in warm weather.

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

We are all tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea, whether it is to sail or to watch, we are going back from whence we came.

Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds Along the pebbled shore of memory! Many old rotten-timber'd boats there be Upon thy vaporous bosom, magnified To goodly vessels; many a sail of pride, And golden keel'd, is left unlaunch'd and dry.

Security in human systems we're told will always, always last. Emotions are the sail, and blind faith is the mast. Without the breath of real freedom we're getting nowhere fast.

On life's vast ocean diversely we sail. Reasons the card, but passion the gale.

Cerremos nuestros ojos, usemos nuestra mente y percibamos cómo sería nuestra existencia si el velero de nuestra vida navegara siguiendo el rumbo que marcan nuestras prioridades y las velas las impulsara el viento de nuestros valores.

When I go abroad I always sail from Boston because it is such a pleasant place to get away from.

The future of Japan's economic growth depends on us having the willpower and the courage to sail without hesitation onto the rough seas of global competition.

I stand upon the downs of life, And watch two barks of Fate sail in; The waves and winds are all at strife, I sadly wonder who will win.

Come all you young fellows who live by the sea, Kiss a fair maiden and then follow me. Hoist up the sail and the anchor aweigh, And run with the wind out through Balifor Bay.

Genius is both the sail and the wind; that's why he continues his journey without stopping!