“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.”
-- Herman Melville, Moby Dick
No reason for that quote. None at all. In other news, I’ll be reporting from Royals’ camp in Surprise, Arizona today. I’ll be sure to let you know if I happen to meet anyone interesting. In the meantime, I’ll just leave this here:
“Ahab had cherished a wild vindictiveness against the whale, all the more fell for that in his frantic morbidness he at last came to identify with him, not only all his bodily woes, but all his intellectual and spiritual exasperations. The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and half a lung.”
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