"But not only is the sea such a foe to man who is an alien to it, but it is also a fiend to its own off-spring; [ . . . ] . Like a savage tigress that tossing in the jungle overlays her own cubs, so the sea dashes even the mightiest whales against the rocks, and leaves them there side by side with the split wrecks of ships. No mercy, no power but its own controls it. Panting and snorting like a mad battle steed that has lost its rider, the masterless ocean overruns the globe."
Musing: Anyone who has been in my office has seen part of this quote on my wall. Like most interesting things in life, the ocean both frightens and intrigues me. The complete lack of mercy the ocean shows us is terrifying. And who can control the sea? Who does? Melville uses words that always ring true to me - the ocean has complete power and it will never care what happens to us. Stay away - I hear. Yet it is the first place I always go. Hmmm . . .