Now, it it well known that one cannot step on a tack without saying something about it.

But where, after all, would be the poetry of the sea were there no wild waves?

To know the laws that govern the winds, and to know that you know them, will give you an easy mind on your voyage round the world; otherwise you may tremble at the appearance of every cloud.

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

Nothing escapes the vigilance of the New South Wales police; their reputation is known the world over.

To young men contemplating a voyage I would say go. The tales of rough usage are for the most part exaggerations, as also are the tales of sea danger. To face the elements is, to be sure, no light matter when the sea is in its grandest mood. You must then know the sea, and know that you know it, and not forget that it was made to be sailed over.

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