The Days Pass Happily With Me Wherever

I Had Already Found That It Was Not Good To Be Alone, And So I Made Companionship With What There Was Around Me, Sometimes With The Universe And Sometimes With My Own Insignificant Self; But My Books Were Always My Friends, Let Fail All Else.

I Was Born In The Breezes, And I Had Studied The Sea As Perhaps Few Men Have Studied It, Neglecting All Else.

To Young Men Contemplating A Voyage I Would Say Go. The Tales Of Rough Usage Are For The Most Part Exaggerations, As Also Are The Tales Of Sea Danger. To Face The Elements Is, To Be Sure, No Light Matter When The Sea Is In Its Grandest Mood. You Must Then Know The Sea, And Know That You Know It, And Not Forget That It Was Made To Be Sailed Over.

They Made A Shrewd Guess That I Could Give Them Some Useful Information, And They Were The First To Meet Me. Some One Said They Came To Arrest Me, And - Well, Let It Go At That.

If The Spray Discovered No Continents On Her Voyage, It May Be That There Were No More Continents To Be Discovered. She Did Not Seek New Worlds, Or Sail To Pow-wow About The Dangers Of The Sea.