But my home and my business is on her, and in her worst temper she suits me better than any four-walled room, where I would feel like a stormy petrel shut up in a cage.

The sea and I are kin.

I often feel as if I had tides in my blood that flow and ebb with her tides." "I would not gainsay you, Captain.

Every man's blood runs as he feels.
You were a different man and a grander man when you were guiding the yacht through the storm than you are sitting here beside me eating and drinking.

My blood begins to flow quick when I go into big rooms filled with a thousand power looms.