John Masefield

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.

Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.

The luck will alter and the star will rise.

The radical Left loves attacking people as anti-science when anyone dares question their computer models on global warming.

As a rule, there is no surer way to the dislike of men than to behave well where they have behaved badly.

Lying, stealing, and cheating are commonplace.