Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing

Start her, now; give 'em the long and strong stroke, Tashtego. Start her, Tash, my boy-start her, all; but keep cool, keep cool-cucumbers is the word-easy, easy-only start her like grim death and grinning devils, and raise the buried dead perpendicular out of their graves, boys-that's all. Start her!

One of the coolest and wisest hours a man has, is just after he awakes in the morning.

Man and boy, I have lived ever since I can remember.

Evil is the chronic malady of the universe, and checked in one place, breaks forth in another.

A noble craft, but somehow a most melancholy! All noble things are touched with that.

No town-bred dandy will compare with a country-bred one- I mean a downright bumpkin dandy- a fellow that, in the dog-days of summer, will mow his two acres in buckskin gloves for fear of tanning his hands.