Johann Lamont Quotes

I love sailing but hate cruise ships.

The day you hear someone call me captain will be the day I buy a boat.

I want to conquer the unknown. I really, really want to live on the water and captain my own boat. I have dreamed of going around the world on a boat.

He enters the port with a full sail.

Wind to a sailor is what money is to life on shore.

Among the seascapes, I am doing the regattas of Le Havre with many figures on the beach and the outer harbor covered with small sails.

I have been a lover of the sea ever since I can remember.

I loved being at sea: the sights, the sounds, the food, the sunshine, the people, and the work.

It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea.

Pirate Dreams Needles and pins, Needles and pins, Sew me a sail to catch me the wind. Sew me a sail strong as the gale, Carpenter, bring out your hammers and nails. Hammers and nails, hammers and nails, Build me a boat to go chasing the whales. Chasing the whales, sailing the blue Find me a captain and sign me a crew. Captain and crew, captain and crew, Take me, oh take me to anywhere new.

The boats outside the window were always still I wondered if one of them would take me to the ocean.

The humblest craft that floats makes its appeal to a seaman by the faithfulness of her life.

Men in a ship are always looking up, and men ashore are usually looking down.

I saw a fleet of fishing boats...I flew down almost touching the craft and yelled at them, asking if I was on the right road to Ireland. They just stared. Maybe they didn't hear me. Maybe I didn't hear them. Or maybe they thought I was just a crazy fool.

These are all I have. I do not have the wide, bright beacon of some solid old lighthouse, guiding ships safely home, past the jaggedrocks. I only have these little glimmers that flicker and then go out.

Then he knew that they had rounded the cape of good hope, and he took her large, soft hand again and covered it with forlorn little kisses, first the hard metacarpus, the long, discerning fingers, the diaphanous nails, and then the hieroglyphics of her destiny on her perspiring palm.

Aye, aye! and I'll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom, and round perdition's flames before I give him up.

Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.

It's right to trust in God; but, if you don't stand to your halliards your craft'll miss stays, and your faith'll be blown out of the bolt-ropes in the turn of a marlinspike.

Ships are but boards, sailors but men.

Sailing to an island unknown Failing to find your way home you walk under a sea leagues beneath us

Young sailors once stood under a square sail, gazing wonderingly across the water to where a strange shore rose about the sea - a New World.