"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off--then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can."
I always assumed that those who have suffered through Moby Dick have to claim some benefit from having endured the punishment and universally proclaim its wonderfulness. I prefer not to read Moby Dick, Bartleby The Scrivener was bad enough.
[Q]Chumbucket originally wrote:
Try the Sot Weed Factor by John Barth...Southern Maryland will make more sense...
Funny you should mention Barth. My mother gave me a box
of books she was getting rid of and it has a copy of
"Tidewater Tales" which I intend to read after I finish
the Thomas Cahill book I'm reading now.
Stick with it and it will get much better. The whaling parts are really interesting, or at least I thought so. It has been a long time since I read the book, probably 20 years, but I enjoyed it. In fact it has been long enough that I don't remember much of it and might try reading it again.