...as the day wore on I watched the birds all flying in one direction, and said, Land lies there.

My ship was also in better condition than when she sailed from Boston on her long voyage. She was still as sound as a nut, and as tight as the best ship afloat. She did not leak a drop - not one drop!

Good work in the building of my vessel stood me always in good stead.

To young men contemplating a voyage I would say go.

I once knew a writer who, after saying beautiful things about the sea, passed through a Pacific hurricane, and he became a changed man.

And now, without having wearied my friends, I hope, with detailed scientific accounts, theories, or deductions, I will only say that I have endeavoured to tell just the story of the adventure itself.

...as the day wore on I watched the birds all flying in one direction, and said, Land lies there.