Quote by Robert Low

“I heard word Of bellied sailcloth, Creak of oars, And gold in Eastland. Then I smelled A smell remembered: Salt of spray And black-pitched…

— Frans G. Bengtsson

“I smell the fresh sea air, and have never felt so at home in my life, out on the open waters, no land as…

— Naya S

“The strange thing about ships is despite them being crowded and stinky and at the mercy of Nature, most times they are like wooden…

— Louis Nowra

“The invigorating scent of the sea was nectar to her wearied body, the immensity of the lonely cliffs was silent and dreamlike. Her brain…

— Emmuska Orczy

“And this is how it stiffens, my vision of that seaside childhood. My father died, we moved inland. Whereon those nine first years of…

— Sylvia Plath

“Possibly a man who hates the land should dwell on shore forever. Alienation and the long voyages at sea will compel him once again…

— Yukio Mishima

“We held on to each other and looked out at the sea. It was impossibly large and full of beauty and danger in equal…

— Paula McLain

“Unwittingly, I have sailed through my entire life, so far, with neither direction nor destination. I had a vague instinct to reach dry land…

— Chris Murray

“The air was so rich it had body, fragrance seeming to carry in it as easily as sound: perfumes, birdcalls, every breeze as alive…

— Laini Taylor

“I could faintly smell the ocean. I imagined being one of the old oak trees standing there swaying in the wind and braving all…

— Nancy B. Brewer