It is the easiest thing in the world for a man to look as if he had a great secret in him.
I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I’ll go to it laughing.
He looked like a man cut away from the stake, when the fire has overrunningly wasted all the limbs without consuming them, or taking away one particle from their compacted aged robustness.
Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.
Call me Ishmael.
To think’s audacity. God only has that right and privilege. Thinking is, or ought to be, a coolness and a calmness; and our poor hearts throb, and our poor brains beat too much for that.
To the last I grapple with thee; from hell’s heart I stab at thee; for hate’s sake I spit my last breath at thee.
To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme. No great and enduring volume can ever be written on the flea, though many there be who have tried it.
Think not, is my eleventh commandment; and sleep when you can, is my twelfth.
There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seems to speak of some hidden soul beneath.
There is no quality in this world that is not what it is merely by contrast. Nothing exists in itself.
There is no folly of the beasts of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men.
