Herman Melville
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Herman Melville
Herman Melvillewas an American novelist, short story writer, and poet of the American Renaissance period best known for Typee, a romantic account of his experiences in Polynesian life, and his whaling novel Moby-Dick. His work was almost forgotten during his last thirty years. His writing draws on his experience at sea as a common sailor, exploration of literature and philosophy, and engagement in the contradictions of American society in a period of rapid change. He developed a complex, baroque style:...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth1 August 1819
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
Let us speak, though we show all our faults and weaknesses, - for it is a sign of strength to be weak, to know it, and out with it - not in a set way and ostentatiously, though, but incidentally and without premeditation.
Can it be, that the Greek grammarians invented their dual number for the particular benefit of twins?
He who goes oftenest round Cape Horn goes the most circumspectly.
Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.
Know, thou, that the lines that live are turned out of a furrowed brow.
It is a thing which every sensible American should learn from every sensible Englishman, that glare and glitter, gimcracks and gewgaws, are not indispensable to domestic solacement.
Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing
To be hated cordially, is only a left-handed compliment.
Thus it often is, that the constant friction of illiberal minds wears out at last the best resolves of the more generous.
Many sensible things banished from high life find an asylum among the mob.
Nothing may help or heal While Amor incensed remembers wrong.
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.