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

I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by. – John Edward Masefield

The sea, washing the equator and the poles, offers its perilous aid, and the power and empire that follow it… Beware of me, it says, but if you can hold me, I am the key to all the lands. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

The ocean moans over dead mens bones. – Thomas Bailey Aldrich