[T]hen all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.
Herman MelvilleTags: time sea ocean maritime immensity
Strangest problems of life seem clearing; but clouds sweep between--Is my journey’s end coming?
Herman MelvilleTags: life humanity death mortality human-condition
There is a wisdom that is woe; but there is a woe that is madness.
Herman MelvilleAlle tragischen Männer gewinnen ihre Größe durch etwas Krankhaftes in ihnen.
Herman MelvilleTags: inspirational
The reason the mass of men fear God, and at bottom dislike Him, is because they rather distrust His heart, and fancy Him all brain like a watch.
Herman MelvilleI say, I can not identify that thing which is called happiness, that thing whose token is a laugh, or a smile, or a silent serenity on the lip. I may have been happy, but it is not in my conscious memory now. Nor do I feel a longing for it, as though I had never had it; my spirit seeks different food from happiness, for I think I have a suspicion of what it is. I have suffered wretchedness, but not because of the absence of happiness, and without praying for happiness. I pray for peace -- for motionlessness -- for the feeling of myself, as of some plant, absorbing life without seeking it, and existing without individual sensation. I feel that there can be no perfect peace in individualness. Therefore, I hope one day to feel myself drank up into the pervading spirit animating all things. I feel I am an exile here. I still go straying.
Herman MelvilleTags: american-dream
how I wish I could fist a bit of old-fashioned beef in the fore-castle, as I used to when i was before the mast.
Herman MelvilleTags: nostalgia
There is no steady unretracing progress in this life; we do not advance through fixed gradations, and at the last one pause:-- through infancy's unconscious spell, boyhood's thoughtless faith, adolescence' doubt (the common doom), then scepticism, then disbelief, resting at last in manhood's pondering repose of If. But once gone through, we trace the round again; and are infants, boys, and men, and Ifs eternally. Where lies the final harbor, whence we unmoor no more? In what rapt ether sails the world, of which the weariest will never weary? Where is the foundling's father hidden? Our souls are like those orphans whose unwedded mothers die in bearing them: the secret of our paternity lies in their grave, and we must there to learn it.
Herman MelvilleTags: faith
All of us have monarchs and sages for kinsmen; nay, angels and archangels for cousins; since in antediluvian days, the sons of God did verily wed with our mothers, the irresistible daughters of Eve. Thus all generations are blended: and heaven and earth of one kin: the hierarchies of seraphs in the uttermost skies; the thrones and principalities in the zodiac; the shades that roam throughout space; the nations and families, flocks and folds of the earth; one and all, brothers in essence—oh, be we then brothers indeed! All things form but one whole.
Herman MelvilleIgnorance is the parent of fear
Herman MelvilleTags: fear
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