"I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts. Not ignoring what is good, I am quick to perceive a horror, and could still be social with it—would they let me—since it is but well to be on friendly terms with all the inmates of the place one lodges in."
It's that time of year when I reread Moby-Dick. This is probably the 8th full reading I have taken as a thru-reader and I still look forward to each step. Usually I read parts of the text, like a section reader, but once every other year or three, here we go.
I love Loomings. It is the perfect balance of humor and adventure and philosophical teasing. The quote above encapsulates the way I try to live my life. Or I did until the pandemic came along. I used to think, if we disagree, cool. Now I think, the horror I perceive could cost the life of a family member. I wonder if Melville could have ever seen this coming: the disdain for other's safety; the lack of caring for our fellow inmates.