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One is often surprised at the juvenilities which grown people indulge in at sea, and the interest they take in them, and the consuming enjoyment they get out of them.
A ship is a beauty and a mystery wherever we see it ...
We want a ship in these billows we inhabit.
Sailboats with they were stars, floating softly through the sky, among our dreams that pay goodbye.
It's called a sea anchor,' [Evanlyn] explained. 'It'll stop us drifting too far.'
Alyss was impressed. 'And you said you were pig-ignorant when it came to boats.'
'I don't remember saying that,' Evanlyn replied with a frown.
Alyss shrugged. 'Oh? Well, it must have been me.
Mystery lies over the sea. Every ship is bound for Thule.
The vessel dies, but the Spirit lives on.
canoe is the most graceful, the most sensitive, the most inexplicable contrivance of man. With its paddle you may dip up stars along quiet shores or steal into the very harbor of dreams. I
From the sea, to the sea.
We build model ships in bottles, whispering life into the toothpicks and wire; we make plans and blueprints for the one we hope is coming. And come they do. Fleets of vessels. Battleships and barges. They arrive on the horizon, flags to the sky.
O'er Ocean, with a thousand masts, sails forth the stripling bold-
One boat, hard rescued from the deep, draws into port the old!
You can't tell what's aboard a container ship. We carried every kind of cargo, all of it on view: a police car, penicillin, Johnnie Walker Red, toilets, handguns, lumber, Ping-Pong balls, and IBM data cards.
It is a ship with a great deal of sail but a very shallow keel.
The seas are the heart's blood of the earth.
The best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor and other tackle.
There are good ships and there are wood ships, the ships that sail the sea. But the best ships are friendships, and may they always be.
If one tries to navigate unknown waters one runs the risk of shipwreck
If you want to build a ship, don't drum up the men to gather wood, divide the work, and give orders. Instead, teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea.
In every man's heart there is anchored a little schooner.
For me, my craft is sailing on,Through mists to-day, clear seas anon.Whate'er the final harbor be'T is good to sail upon the sea!
I'm great at boats!
There are more than one hundred thousand ships at sea carrying all the solids, liquids and gases that we need to live.
When you want to build a ship, then do not drum the men together in order to procure wood, to give instructions or to distribute the work, but teach them longing for the wide endless sea.
For pure joy, I look at a small painting by Arbit Blatas. An ocean liner is at the center of the composition, perhaps ready to depart. It holds the promise of discovery.
We have not to talk, but to steer the vessel.
A boat is sort of a litmus test for relationships, the close quarters and solitude compelling people into either a warm bond or into mutiny and murder. As
Hauled up our wine-casks, and hove them overboard, tied one to the other by a long line. Then the crew took to the boats and rowed shorewards, singing as they went, and drawing after them the long bobbing procession of casks, like
A wild dedication of yourselves
To undiscovered waters, undreamed shores.
They make glorious shipwreck who are lost in seeking worlds.
The invention of the ship is also the invention of the shipwreck,
Heart and mind at the bottom of the sea.
BOAT = Break Out Another Thousand
I watched from the raft as the beautiful deep began to swallow the massive boat of steel.
In one large gulp." Emilia p341
Mankind owns four things
That are no good at sea:
Rudder, anchor, oars,
And the fear of going down.
The sail, the play of its pulse so like our own lives: so thin and yet so full of life, so noiseless when it labors hardest, so noisy and impatient when least effective.
A vessel is formed from a lump of clay with care, however, it is the empty space within the vessel that makes it useful.
Lie bills and calculations much perplexed, With steam-boats, frigates, and machinery quaint Traced over them in blue and yellow paint.
I wade through the rush of neglect and loss and sadness pouring through a hole in my hull.
There is a witchery in the sea, its songs and stories, and in the mere sight of a ship, and the sailor's dress, especially to a young mind, which has done more to man navies, and fill merchantmen, than all the pressgangs of Europe.
In shallow men the fish of little thoughts cause much commotion. In oceanic minds the whales of inspiration make hardly a ruffle.
one of Marjorie's boats, they were inevitably
Lillian's recurrent dream of a ship that could not reach the water, that sailed laboriously, pushed by her with great effort, through city streets, had determined her course toward the sea, as if she would give this ship, once and for all, its proper sea bed.
steamships insult the dignity of distance,
Metaphorically these essays move as a quiet but observant coast-guard cutter among the rocks and islands up and down the littoral of our life.
Ninety percent of what we wear, we eat, we consume is carried by ships ... Container ships carry a vast amount of stuff.
The vast white headless phantom floats further and further from the ship, and every rod that it so floats, what seem square roods of sharks and cubic roods of fowls, augment the murderous din.
The voyage of the best ship is a zigzag line of a hundred tacks.
Ships are to little purpose without skillful Sea Men.
The more ships have grown in size and consequence, the more their place in our imagination has shrunk.
at the sight of the sinking,
A rower knows the underlying presence that moves a boat; it is quite simply force and energy. The force needs to be penetrating, and the energy needs to be driving and uninhibited.
She is the swelling sail, trim rigging and bust sunlit deck of our matrimonial yacht. I am the low hull, with the invisible ballast and keel.
The deep-laden boats pull in against the coast where the canneries dip their tails into the bay. The figure is advisedly chosen, for if the canneries dipped their mouths into the bay the canned sardines which emerge from the other end would be metaphorically, at least, even more horrifying.
It is a custom often practiced by seafaring people to throw a bottle overboard, with a paper, stating the time and place at which it is done. In the absence of other information as to currents, that afforded by these mute little navigators is of great value.
The Kon-Tiki expedition opened my eyes to what the ocean really is. It is a conveyor and not an isolator. The ocean has been man's highway from the days he built the first buoyant ships, long before he tamed the horse, invented wheels, and cut roads through the virgin jungles.
triremes with a half deck for carrying full sail and more sailors
In treacherous currents, she is kept steady by a moral anchor the size of a ship.
Behold the threaden sails,
Borne with the invisible and creeping wind,
Draw the huge bottoms through the furrow'd sea,
Breasting the lofty surge
A tank full of life and a running tap.
through the hull - the rush of water past a prow, the thrum of propellers.
Every day brings a ship, Every ship brings a word; Well for those who have no fear, Looking seaward well assured That the word the vessel brings Is the word they wish to hear.
Watching a coast as it slips by the ship is like thinking about an enigma. There it is before you, smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, "Come and find out".
So many truths have been kept from me. This violent, pointless voyage has been sopping with blood. I feel thick and sick with it. And that is all: contingent and brutal without meaning. There is nothing to be learnt here. No ecstatic forgetting. There is no redemption in the sea.
Sailors are like my overies due North
We are going toward the sea. I have swollen. I am carried away. Sometimes at night love comes up so quickly and so high, and if we have no little boat perhaps it is because we want to roll breathless under the ocean floor.
The tides are in our veins.
Great waves, and blaze with fire like them.
In beauty, but do not condemn,
The seamen who embark and fail,
But only those who will not sail.
In the stormy current of life characters are weights or floats which at one time make us glide along the bottom, and at another maintain us on the surface.
If a man must be obsessed by something, I suppose a boat is as good as anything, perhaps a bit better than most. A small sailing craft is not only beautiful, it is seductive and full of strange promise and the hint of trouble.
I am a frail vessel full of errors.
Weary of myself, and sick of asking
What I am, and what I ought to be,
At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me
Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.
As I imagined, the ship proves to be in a current; if that appellation can properly be given to a tide, which, howling and shrieking by the white ice, thunders on to the southward with a velocity like the headlong dashing of a cataract.
French steamer, and she called in every blamed port they have out there, for, as far as I could see, the sole purpose of landing soldiers and custom-house officers. I watched the coast. Watching a coast
In civilizations without boats, dreams dry up, espionage takes the place of adventure and the police take the place of pirates
A boat, even a wrecked and wretched boat
still has all the possibilities of moving
Every seaman is not only a navigator, but a merchant and also a soldier.
Circles in water as they wider flow
The less conspicuous in their progress grow,
And when at last they trench upon the shore,
Distinction ceases and they're view'd no more.
This was Jonan's boat. She had helped Nan Seller dose his entire crew against the annual diarrhea outbreak known as the winter runs
The sea has this contradictory quality, that the more you see of it, the more it overwhelms the eye and disappears in its own brightness. Like a flame, whose meaning is light but whose centre is dark, it demands to be undefined.
A young sailor boy came to see me today. It pleases me to have these lads seek me on their return from their first voyage, and tell me how much they have learned about navigation.
O skies, be calm! O winds, blow free - Blow all my ships safe home to me! But if thou sendest some a-wrack, To never more come sailing back, Send any - all that skim the sea, But bring my love-ship home to me.
There are a lot of mysterious things about boats, such as why anyone would get on one voluntarily.
I keep sailing on in this middle passage. I am sailing into the wind and the dark. But I am doing my best to keep my boat steady and my sails full.
It is the cautious and not the reckless sailor who takes his little vessel to distant shores;
If rightly made, a boat would be a sort of amphibious animal, a creature of two elements, related by one half its structure to some swift and shapely fish, and by the other to some strong-winged and graceful bird.
From a little boat, to a big boat, to a helicopter, to an airplane.
Down Time's quaint stream
Without an oar
We are enforced to sail
Our Port a secret
Our Perchance a Gale
What Skipper would
Incur the Risk
What Buccaneer would ride
Without a surety from the Wind
Or schedule of the Tide
Canoe of reality too close to the white waters of chaos, but they never broke the actual
Day and night, their fail and crippled ships defy the tempest.
The true ship is the ship builder.
We semaphore from ship to ship, but they're sinking, too.
What's one more torpedo in a sinking ship.
A boat is the hardest think I know of to put into perspective. It is so much like a human figure, there is something alive about it.
I am the vessel. The draft is God's. And God is the thirsty one.
Should you find yourself in a chronically leaking boat, energy devoted to changing vessels is likely to be more productive than energy devoted to patching leaks.
We Shall Build Good Ships Here; At A Profit If We Can, At A Loss If We Must, But Always Good Ships.
Sailors on a becalmed sea, we sense the stirring of a breeze.
Let go of the oars ... Everything you want is downstream.
A ship's engine far away on the water expands the summer-night horizon. Both joy and sorrow swell in the dew's magnifying glass. Without really knowing, we divine; our life has a sister ship, following quietly another route. While the sun blazes behind the islands.
Now comes the reign of iron - and cased sloops are to take the place of wooden ships.