Queequeg was a native of Kokovoko, an island far away to the West and South. It is not down in any map; true places never are.
Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form.
But what is worship? - to do the will of God - that is worship. And what is the will of God? - to do to my fellow man what I would have my fellow man to do to me - that is the will of God. Now, Queequ...
For whatever is truly wondrous and fearful in man, never yet was put into words or books.
With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this.
We cannibals must help these Christians.
Thought he, it's a wicked world in all meridians; I'll die a pagan.
There, then, he sat, the sign and symbol of a man without faith, hopelessly holding up hope in the midst of despair.
Looking into his eyes, you seemed to see there the yet lingering images of those thousand-fold perils he had calmly confronted through life. A staid, steadfast man, whose life for the most part was a...
It does seem to me, that herein we see the rare virtue of a strong individual vitality, and the rare virtue of thick walls, and the rare virtue of interior spaciousness. Oh, man! admire and model thys...
In fact, tell him I've diddled him, and perhaps somebody else.
Truth uncompromisingly told will always have its ragged edges.
A purse is but a rag unless you have something in it.
Woe to him whose good name is more to him than goodness
Verily there is nothing new under the sun.
That over these sea pastures, wide rolling watery prairies, and Potters' Fields of all four continents, the waves should rise and fall, and ebb and flow unceasingly; for here, millions of mixed shades...
Signs and wonders, eh? Pity if there is nothing wonderful in signs, and significant in wonders! There's a clue somewhere; wait a bit; hist--hark! By Jove, I have it! Look, you Doubloon, your zodiac he...
Preferiría no hacerlo
Pierre little foresaw that this world hath a secret deeper than beauty, and Life some burdens heavier than death.
My body is but the lees of my better being.