Herman Melville

For whatever is truly wondrous and fearful in man, never yet was put into words or books.

For whatever is truly wondrous and fearful in man, never yet was put into words or books.

Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we read more

Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity.

The consciousness of being deemed dead, is next to the presumable unpleasantness of being so in reality. One feels like read more

The consciousness of being deemed dead, is next to the presumable unpleasantness of being so in reality. One feels like his own ghost unlawfully tenanting a defunct carcass.