Joshua Slocum Quotations

When their ship arrived at Sydney they gave the captain a purse of gold for his skill and seamanship in bringing them safe into port.

My father was the sort of man who, if wrecked on a desolate island, would find his way home, if he had a jack-knife and could find a tree.

Most people choose a funeral home for all the wrong reasons: It's close to their house, or it has served their family in the past. The range of prices offered by various funeral homes for comparable services is incredibly wide.

Green burial isn't about doing extra things. It's about what not to do.

Caring for your dead is legal in Texas. Most people don't know their rights. They don't know what they can ask for.

Some funeral homes try to guilt families into buying more expensive urns by stamping 'temporary container' on the outside of the cardboard or plastic box that the remains are returned in.

As if to make up for lost time, she seemed to touch only the high places. Under a sudden shock and strain her rigging began to give out.

Evening after evening during this time I read by the light of a candle on deck. There was no wind at all, and the sea became smooth and monotonous.

It was the nearest to a casualty on the Spray in her whole course, so far as I know. The young man having come on board with compliments made the mishap most embarrassing.

I never saw it rain harder even in Australia. But they were out for fun, and rain could not dampen their feelings, however hard it poured.

No king, no country, no treasury at all, was taxed for the voyage of the Spray, and she accomplished all that she undertook to do.

The first name on the Spray's visitors' book in the home port was written by the one who always said, 'The Spray will come back.'

To young men contemplating a voyage I would say go.

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.

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

About midnight the fog shut down again denser than before. One could almost "stand on it." It continued so for a number of days, the wind increasing to a gale. The waves rose high, but I had a good ship. Still, in the dismal fog I felt myself drifting into loneliness, an insect on the straw in the midst of the elements.

I had already found that it was not good to be alone, and so I made companionship with what there was around me, sometimes with the universe and sometimes with my own insignificant self; but my books were always my friends, let fail all else.

To be taken into account were some years of schooling, where I studied with diligence Neptune's laws, and these laws I tried to obey when I sailed overseas; it was worth the while.

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.

The days pass happily with me wherever my ship sails.

As for myself, the wonderful sea charmed me from the first.

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

On this day there was soon wind enough and to spare. The same might have been said of the sea. The Spray was in the midst of the turbulent Gulf Stream itself. She was jumping like a porpoise over the uneasy waves

Remember, Lord, my ship is small and thy sea is so wide!

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

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

If the Spray discovered no continents on her voyage, it may be that there were no more continents to be discovered. She did not seek new worlds, or sail to pow-wow about the dangers of the sea.

Was the crew well? Was I not? I had profited in many ways by the voyage. I had even gained flesh, and actually weighed a pound more than when I sailed from Boston.

I was born in the breezes, and I had studied the sea as perhaps few men have studied it, neglecting all else.

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!

Captain Fisher, the commander, with a party of young ladies from the city and gentlemen belonging to his ship, came one day to pay me a visit in the midst of a deluge of rain.

Anyhow, a philosophical turn of thought now was not amiss, else one's patience would have given out almost at the harbour entrance. The term of her probation was eight days.

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.

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

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

They made a shrewd guess that I could give them some useful information, and they were the first to meet me. Some one said they came to arrest me, and - well, let it go at that.