Never read Moby Dick. It’s been on the to-do list for years. Just finished it up. But I can’t think of anything more pathetic than a blogger in 2009 reviewing such a classic tome. So I won’t. I will quote one passage however.
“At such times, under an abated sun; afloat all day upon smooth, slow heaving swells; seated in his boat, light as a birch canoe; and so sociably mixing with the soft waves themselves, that like hearth-stone cats they purr against the gunwale; these are the times of dreamy quietude, when beholding the tranquil beauty and brilliancy of the ocean’s skin, one forgets the tiger heart that pants beneath it; and would not willingly remember, that this velvet paw but conceals a remorseless fang.”
Now that’s some good writing.