Herman Melville

"In time of peril, like the needle to the loadstone, obedience, irrespective of rank, generally flies to him who is best fitted to command."

"We Americans are the peculiar, chosen people — the Israel of our time; we bear the ark of the liberties of the world."

"Though public libraries have an imposing air, and doubtless contain invaluable volumes, yet, somehow, the books that prove most agreeable, grateful, and companionable, are those we pick up by chance here and there; those which seem put into our hands by Providence; those which pretend to little, but abound in much."

"A man of true science... uses but few hard words, and those only when none other will answer his purpose; whereas the smatterer in science... thinks, that by mouthing hard words, he proves that he understands hard things."

"Are there no Moravians in the Moon, that not a missionary has yet visited this poor pagan planet of ours, to civilize civilisation and christianize Christendom?"

"I had now been on board the frigate upward of a year, and remained unscourged; the ship was homeward-bound, and in a few weeks, at most, I would be a free man. And now, after making a hermit of myself in some things, in order to avoid the possibility of the scourge, here it was hanging over me for a thing utterly unforeseen, for a crime of which I was as utterly innocent. But all that was as naught."

"I cannot analyse my heart, though it then stood still within me. But the thing that swayed me to my purpose was not altogether the thought that Captain Claret was about to degrade me, and that I had taken an oath with my soul that he should not. No, I felt my man's manhood so bottomless within me, that no word, no blow, no scourge of Captain Claret could cut me deep enough for that. I but swung to an instinct in me — the instinct diffused through all animated nature, the same that prompts even a worm to turn under the heel. Locking souls-with him, I meant to drag Captain Claret from this earthly tribunal of his to that of Jehovah and let Him decide between us. No other way could I escape the scourge."

"Nature has not implanted any power in man that was not meant to be exercised at times, though too often our powers have been abused. The privilege, inborn and inalienable, that every man has of dying himself, and inflicting death upon another, was not given to us without a purpose. These are the last resources of an insulted and unendurable existence."

"I let nothing slip, however small; and feel myself actuated by the same motive which has prompted many worthy old chroniclers, to set down the merest trifles concerning things that are destined to pass away entirely from the earth, and which, if not preserved in the nick of time, must infallibly perish from the memories of man. Who knows that this humble narrative may not hereafter prove the history of an obsolete barbarism? Who knows that, when men-of-war shall be no more, "White-Jacket" may not be quoted to show to the people in the Millennium what a man-of-war was? God hasten the time!"

"The worst of our evils we blindly inflict upon ourselves; our officers cannot remove them, even if they would. From the last ills no being can save another; therein each man must be his own saviour. For the rest, whatever befall us, let us never train our murderous guns inboard; let us not mutiny with bloody pikes in our hands. Our Lord High Admiral will yet interpose; and though long ages should elapse, and leave our wrongs unredressed, yet, shipmates and world-mates! let us never forget, that, Whoever afflict us, whatever surround, Life is a voyage that's homeward-bound!"

"So woge weiter, tiefe, blaue See! Zehntausend Walspeckjäger pflügen dich umsonst."

"Sie ist auf keiner Karte verzeichnet. Die wahren Orte sind das nie."

"Der Mensch ist ein geldgieriges Tier, und diese Eigenschaft kommt allzu oft seiner Güte in die Quere."

"[...], denn es gibt keine Torheit der Tiere auf Erden, welche der Irrsinn der Menschen nicht unendlich weit übertrifft."

"Bis zum Letzten ring ich mit dir, aus dem Herzen der Hölle stech ich nach dir, dem Haß zu liebe spei' ich meinem letzten Hauch nach dir."

"Menschen mögen im Verbund von Aktiengesellschaften und Nationen abscheulich wirken; es mag Schurken, Narren und Mörder unter ihnen geben; Menschen mögen gemeine und mickrige Visagen haben, aber der Mensch ist seinem Ideal nach ein so edles und funkelndes, ein so großartiges und strahlendes Geschöpf, daß all seine Mitmenschen herbeieilen sollten, um einen etwaigen Schandfleck mit ihren kostbarsten Gewändern zu bedecken."

"Doch der Glaube sucht sich, wie der Schakal, seine Nahrung zwischen den Gräbern und zieht gerade aus diesen tödlichen Zweifeln seine lebenspendende Hoffnung."

"Die Hölle ist eine Vorstellung, die sich ursprünglich einem unverdauten Apfelknödel verdankt und seither durch die erblichen, von Ramadanfesten genährten Gallenbeschwerden fortgeschrieben wurde."