Better sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.
Herman MelvilleMoby-Dick; or, The Whale, 1851 · Chapter 3: The Spouter-Inn
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Better sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.
Public domain. This passage is in the public domain. Herman Melville died in 1891, more than 70 years ago, and the work was first published in 1851. You can copy, print, read aloud or sell it without asking permission; a credit is kind but not required. The text is copied word for word from the Project Gutenberg edition linked here.
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world.
OCEAN, n. A body of water occupying about two-thirds of a world made for man—who has no gills.
It is silly of you, for there is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
I like work: it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.
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