Moby Dick
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all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain
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It was a queer sort of place
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I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
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sleights of hand and countless subtleties
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whereto does all that circumnavigation conduct?
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the body showed symptoms of sinking with all its treasures unrifled
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What bitter blanks in those black-bordered marbles which cover no ashes!
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With other men, perhaps, such things would not have been inducements
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What is the great globe itself but a Loose-Fish?
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under his very pillow rush herds of walruses and whales
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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
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Heaven have mercy on us all—Presbyterians and Pagans alike—for we are all somehow dreadfully cracked about the head, and sadly need mending
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I don’t know how it is, but people like to be private when they are sleeping.
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according to Genesis, the angels indeed consorted with the daughters of men, the devils also, add the uncanonical Rabbins, indulged in mundane amours
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I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where’er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let them; but first I pass.
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not the most exhilarating conception of what the most exalted potency is
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the mind does not exist unless leagued with the soul
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Surely this was a touch of fine philosophy; though no doubt he had never heard there was such a thing as that.
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the measureless crush and crash of the sperm whale's ponderous flukes
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Could annihilation occur to matter, this were the thing to do it.
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Wish, by gor! whale eat him, ’stead of him eat whale. I’m bressed if he ain’t more of shark dan Massa Shark hisself
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the three boats lay there on that gently rolling sea, gazing down into its eternal blue noon
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sharks also are the invariable outriders of all slave ships crossing the Atlantic, systematically trotting alongside, to be handy in case a parcel is to be carried anywhere, or a dead slave to be decently buried