Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!
Wow. That's sort of pretty. In a kind of way.
In school I ended up writing three different papers on The Castaway section of Moby-Dick, the chapter where the cabin boy Pip falls overboard and is driven mad by the empty immensity of what he finds...
Six thousandpounds of muscle powering a hoopof butcher's knives. The only animal
If you have food in your jaws you have solved all questions for the time being.