#sail

Packy watched her walk away, her perfect heart-shaped rear end testing the confines of her tight black dress. There was a God. Packy was now certain of it. How else could such heart-stopping beauty be accounted for? Such a thing could not be the product of a random universe. A flower, maybe. A rainbow, perhaps. But not Venus Versailles. ↗

— Quentin R. Bufogle

#flamingo #las-vegas #venus-versailles #wish-you-were-here #beauty

Black seamen - or "Black Jacks" as African sailors were known - enjoyed a refreshing world of liberty and equality. Even if they were generally regulated to jobs such as cooks, servants, and muscians and endured thier fellow seamen's racism, they were still freemen in the Royal Navy. One famous black sailor wrote, "I liked this little ship very much. I now became the captian's steward, in which I was very happy; for I was extremely well treated by all on board, and I had the leisure to improve myself in reading and writing. ↗

— Tony Williams

#equality #history #racism #royal-navy #sailors

We mustn't keep meeting like this. Communications between the people of the moon and earth is forbidden...it is the way of the gods...we mustn't fall in love...but its already too late...... ↗

— Naoko Takeuchi

#communication

You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest ↗

— L.A. Meyer

#friendship #sailor #death

If they will only hold their hands until the season is over, he promises them a royal carnival, when all grudges can he settled and the survivors may toss the non-survivors overboard and arrange a story as to how the missing men were lost at sea. ↗

— Jack London

#fighting #murder #sailors #sea #death

With this idea, being a man with long experience of the sea (and they certainly have a great advantage over other men in any sort of task)... ↗

— Garcilaso de la Vega

#oceans #sailing #sea #experience

Be patient with your boaters and let them rant. Most of them will get over it come December. ↗

— Matthew Goldman

#love

One takes what the river offers, both good and bad. The joy of living by running water far outweighs the sorrow. ↗

— Matthew Goldman

#love

What is time to a water rat? What is time to the river? Only we humans obsess over days and minutes, hours and seasons. ↗

— Matthew Goldman

#love

They that go down to the sea in ships' see strange things, but what they tell is oft-times stranger still. A faculty for romancing is imparted by a seafaring life as readily and surely as a rolling gait and a weather-beaten countenance. A fine imagination is one of the gifts of the ocean-witness the surprising and unlimited power of expression and epithet possessed by the sailor. And a fine imagination will frequently manifest itself in other ways besides swear words. ("The Gorgon's Head") ↗

— Gertrude Bacon

#sailor #sailors #seamen #ships #imagination