Loomings

“Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off – then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.  This is my substitute for pistol and ball.  With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship.”

~Herman Melville (from Moby Dick, Chapter 1: Loomings)

2 Responses to “Loomings”

  1. eric Says:

    If I had a boat, I’d go out on the ocean
    And if I had a pony, I’d ride him on my boat.

    -Lyle Lovett

  2. tb Says:

    Nice quote, Eric. Love that tune.

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