Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. Man marks the earth with ruin, but his control stops with the shore. – Lord (George Gordon) Byron

Fifteen men on the Dead Mans Chest – Young Ewing Allison

Many, many steeples would have to be stacked one on top of another to reach from the bottom to the surface of the sea. – Hans Christian Andersen

There is hope from the sea, but none from the grave. – Proverb