At last the anchor was up, the sails were set, and off we glided. It was a sharp, cold Christmas; and as the short northern day merged into night, we found ourselves almost broad upon the wintry ocean, whose freezing spray cased us in ice, as in polished armor.
Herman MelvilleThe Anglo-Saxon hive have extirpated Paganism from the greater part of the North American continent; but with it they have likewise extirpated the greater portion of the Red race. Civilization is gradually sweeping from the earth the lingering vestiges of Paganism, and at the same time the shrinking forms of its unhappy worshippers.
Herman MelvilleThe sea had jeeringly kept his finite body up, but drowned the infinite of his soul.
Herman MelvilleThe path to my fixed purpose is laid with iron rails whereon my soul is grooved to run
Herman Melville