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Moby-Dick by Herman Melville Day 29

April 17, 2022 | Chapters 132-133

“From beneath his slouched hat Ahab dropped a tear into the sea; no did all the Pacific contain such wealth as that one wee drop.” Tears shed by most characters in most books evaporate. This single drop by Ahab is tear immortal.

“But Ahab’s glance was averted; like a blighted fruit tree he shook and cast his last, cindered apple to the soil.” “The last, cindered apple” is one of the bleakest phrases ever written.

“Helplessly he yielded to his body’s doom.” An arguable opinion: I have not met a person who is not Ahab in some way.

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