When the sails are strong a ship has no reason to fear turbulence.
The pessimist complains about the wind the optimist expects it to change the realist adjusts the sails.
And if that is the Foremast, what do you think that sail might be called, Mr. Wheeler?""The Foresail?""Very good, Mr. Wheeler, and the next one up would be called..."..."The Next Sail, Sir?""Alas, no,...
The winds of grace are blowing all the time, but it is you that must raise your sails.
It is the set of the sails, not the direction of the wind that determines which way we will go.
He who rides the sea of the Nile must have sails woven of patience.
Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.
Wisdom sails with wind and time.