Sea Travel Quotes

#1. Everyone in Denmark has at least two or three sailors in their family; sea travel is part of the DNA of our nation, and because of that, I'd always wanted to tell a story aboard a ship.

Tobias Lindholm

#2. It was the inverse of an island in the sea.

Elisabeth Eaves

#3. They change their sky, not their mind, who cross the sea. A busy idleness possesses us: we seek a happy life, with ships and carriages: the object of our search is present with us.

Horace

#4. No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.

Aphra Behn

#5. Wayfarer, the only way is your footsteps, there is no other. Wayfarer, there is no way, you make the way as you go. As you go, you make the way and stopping to look behind, you see the path that your feet will never travel again. Wayfarer, there is no way- Only foam trails to the sea.

Antonio Machado

#6. The smell of roasting meat rose from the street stalls in a sizzle and a fiddle player begged for coin as he rasped a haunting melody. Life could not be more perfect.

Sara Sheridan

#7. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#8. You travel safely too, Auntie Diana. And bring that uncle of mine with you, Gallowglass said to the sea and the sky before he climbed back onto his bike and headed into a future he could no longer imagine nor postpone.

Deborah Harkness

#9. There's a place I travel when I want to roam, and nobody knows it but me./The roads don't go there and the signs stay home, and nobody knows it but me./ It's far, far away and way, way afar, it's over the moon and the sea/and wherever you're going that's wherever you are./And nobody knows it but me.

Patrick O'Leary

#10. The reason I love the sea I cannot explain - it's physical. When you dive you begin to feel like an angel. It's a liberation of your weight.

Jacques-Yves Cousteau

#11. Let the sea breeze blow your hair, let the sunset bring tranquility to your heart, let the distant places you travel allow you to explore yourself.

Somya Kedia

#12. A flock of small birds took off from the wall of the fort. They moved like a length of dark silk caught by the breeze as they headed out to sea. Behind them, the sky was the colour of forget-me-nots. The sun blazed.

Sara Sheridan

#13. Ocean waves gently rock the boat,
As if to the tune of a lullaby.
She sits still as the boat silently floats
Under the infinite blue sky.

Rachel Lewis

#14. Yuvali struggled to put one foot in front of the other. The long leaves of a purple-flowered bush raked her forehead. The flower emerged from bulbous green tubes, unfolding toward the sun. The petals radiated like flecks in an eye, a whirlpool, a sea-shell." Ch.19

B.T. Lowry

#15. Sun and wind and beat of sea,
Great lands stretching endlessly ...
Where be bonds to bind the free?
All the world was made for me!

Adelaide Crapsey

#16. They change their skies,
but not their souls
who run across the sea.

Horace

#17. Ships are my arrows, the sea my bow, the world my target.

Robert Thier

#18. Maria didn't fear the sea but, as taught by her father, she respected its power. In her experience the ocean had no intent to drown travellers.

Sara Sheridan

#19. The Mars settlement may not grow that quickly, although the length of a sea voyage cross the Atlantic in the 1600's is comparable to the time it will take people to get to Mars on a spacecraft, and the cost, in relative terms, is not that different.

Stephen L. Petranek

#20. The sea never changes and its works, for all the talks of men, are wrapped in mystery.

Joseph Conrad

#21. Men from the mountains always dream of the sea, and above all things I love to travel.

Anais Nin

#22. Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt.
(They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.)

Horace

#23. She watched the gap between ship and shore grow to a huge gulf. Perhaps this was a little like dying, the departed no longer visible to the others, yet both still existed, only in different worlds.

Susan Wiggs

#24. Of the four elements water is the second in weight and the second in respect of mobility. It is never at rest until it unites with the sea ...

Leonardo Da Vinci

#25. I want to move to the mountains. I want to live in a little cabin next to a towering, tenacious mountain fourteen thousand feet above sea level and eat a bowl of raisin bran every morning in its shadow.

Jess Riley

#26. After a day and a half or so the traveler will realize that crossing the continent by Interstate he gets to know the country about as well as a cable messenger knows the sea bottom.

Wallace Stegner

#27. All the earth is seamed with roads, and all the sea is furrowed with the tracks of ships, and over all the roads and all the waters a continuous stream of people passes up and down - traveling, as they say, for their pleasure. What is it, I wonder, that they go out to see?

Gertrude Bell

#28. Never travel by sea when you can go by land.

Cato The Younger

#29. A journey by Sea and Land, Five Hundred Miles, is not undertaken without money.

Lewis Hallam

#30. We sack, we ransack to the utmost sands
Of native kingdoms, and of foreign lands:
We travel sea and soil; we pry, and prowl,
We progress, and we prog from pole to pole.

Francis Quarles

#31. The true call of the desert, of the mountains, or the sea, is their silence - free of the networks of dead speech.

Freya Stark

#32. I suppose because I grew up a thousand miles from the sea and missed the great age of passenger liners, I have always been subject to a romantic longing for ocean travel.

Bill Bryson

#33. Each day the sea is exactly the same. We seem no closer, and no farther from anything.

Neal Shusterman

#34. My ties and ballasts leave me - I travel - I sail - My elbows rest in the sea-gaps. I skirt the sierras. My palms cover continents - I am afoot with my vision.

Walt Whitman

#35. Pride of one's work is not improper, unladylike, or vain. We can all take a lesson from the sea turtle. She does not travel thousands of miles or risk all for her ego. She has an instinct for greatness
one that I believe is found in all living creatures.

Mary Alice

#36. There was a lust of wandering in his feet that burned to set out for the ends of the earth. On! On! his heart seemed to cry. Evening would deepen above the sea, night fall upon the plains, dawn glimmer before the wanderer and show him strange fields and hills and faces. Where?

James Joyce

#37. I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees; all times I have enjoy'd Greatly, have suffer'd greatly, both with those That loved me, and alone; on shore and when Thro' scudding drifts the rainy Hyades Vext the dim sea: I am become a name ...

Robert Galbraith

#38. People travel and hunt on the sea ice - in Alaska, they hunt in skin boats for bowhead whales; in Greenland, they hunt with dogsleds. The ice is their highway. The ice is also the ecosystem in which marine mammals and terrestrial animals such as polar bears exist.

Gretel Ehrlich

#39. I must go down to the sea again, for the call of the running tide, is a wild call and a clear call, that cannot be denied!

John Masefield

#40. Yes,it is remarkable how far a person can travel by sea.

S.L. Whyte

#41. It is an old dream: To travel on the back of a benevolent sea beast down to some secret underwater garden.

Stephen Harrigan

#42. People travel to marvel at the mountains, seas, rivers and stars and they pass right by themselves without astonishment.

Saint Augustine

#43. This could have occurred nowhere but in England, where men and sea interpenetrate, so to speak - the sea entering into the life of most men, and the men knowing something or everything about the sea, in the way of amusement, of travel, or of bread-winning.

Joseph Conrad

#44. I suppose we shall soon travel by air-vessels; make air instead of sea voyages; and at length find our way to the moon, in spite of the want of atmosphere.

Lord Byron

#45. I am a wave on a shoreless sea.
From no beginning
I travel to no goal,
Making my movements stillness.
Constantly I am arriving
And departing,
Being born and dying.
I am always with you
And yet have never been.

Tony Crisp