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Without further comment... > in his inclement, howling old age, Ahab’s soul, shut up in the caved trunk of his body, there fed upon the sullen paws of its gloom — Moby Dick (@MobyDickatSea)

One leads to the other

> “Old-­people projects keep old people old. You’re no longer old when you’re dead.” A Personal History by John McPhee. — The New Yorker (@NewYorker) January 6, 2020

Side by side in my Twitter stream

> Oh, ye foolish! throw all these thunder-heads overboard, and then you will float light and right. — Moby Dick (@MobyDickatSea) October 20, 2019 [] > So


> “There is something in the contemplation of the mode in which America has been settled, that, in a noble breast, should forever extinguish the prejudices of national dislikes. Settled by the people of

Melville gets it right

> Old age is always wakeful — Moby Dick (@MobyDickatSea) May 25, 2019 []