It's only his outside; a man can be honest in any sort of skin.
He piled upon the whale's white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart's shell upon it...
Consider the subtleness of the sea; how its most dreaded creatures glide under water, unapparent for the most part, and treacherously hidden beneath the loveliest tints of azure..... Consider all this...
Can you catch the expression of the Sperm Whale's there? It is the same he died with, only some of the longer wrinkles in the forehead seem now faded away. I think his broad brow to be full of a prair...
If you gobern de shark in you, why den you be angel; for all angel is not'ing more dan de shark well goberned.
...yet see how elastic our stiff prejudices grow when once love comes to bend them.
Now, as you well know, it is not seldom the case in this conventional world of ours - watery or otherwise; that when a person placed in command over his fellow-men finds one of them to be very signifi...
Truth is in things, and not in words.
At sea a fellow comes out. Salt water is like wine, in that respect.
وأنا الصياد الذى لا يرتاح أبداَ.الصياد الذى لا وطن له.والتى أقصدها ما تزال تطير أمامى;وأنا سأتبعها،مع أنها قادتنى إلى ماوراء الجبال،
Nameless miseries of the numberless mortals
Oh, thou clear spirit, of thy fire thou madest me, and like a true child of fire, I breathe it back to thee.
Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance.
Let me make a clean breast of it here, and frankly admit that I kept but sorry guard. With the problem of the universe revolving in me, how could I- being left completely to myself at such a thought-e...
In this world, headwinds are far more prevalent than winds from astern (that is, if you never violate the Pythagorean maxim).
In one word, Queequeg, said I, rather digressively; hell is an idea first born on an undigested apple-dumpling; and since then perpetuated through the hereditary dyspepsias nurtured by Ramadans.
I am past scorching; not easily can’st thou scorch a scar.
His duty he always faithfully did; but duty is sometimes a dry obligation, and he was for irrigating its aridity whensoever possible with a fertilizing decoction of strong waters.
A high degree of refinement, however, does not seem to subdue our wicked propensities so much after all; and were civilization itself to be estimated by some of its results, it would seem perhaps bett...
And tell him to paint me a sign, with-no suicides permitted here, and no smoking in the parlor; might as well kill both birds at once.