Thinking is, or ought to be, a coolness and a calmness; and our poor hearts throb, and our poor brains beat too much for that.
Herman MelvilleI am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas.
Herman MelvilleThinking is, or ought to be, a coolness and a calmness; and our poor hearts throb, and our poor brains beat too much for that.
Herman MelvilleI am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas.
Herman Melville