“ Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea; while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore? But as in landlessness alone resides the highest truth, shoreless, indefinite as God- so, better is it to perish in that howling infinite than be ingloriously dashed upon the lee.
—
- Herman Melville. Moby Dick.
reading this now and its awesome, obvi. Just loaded up the boat, haven’t met Ahab yet…
