There is, one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath...
Yes, I have heard something curious on that score sir, how that a dismasted man never entirely loses the feeling of his old spar, but it will still be pricking him at time.
Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing.
Who has but once dined his friends, has tasted what it is to be Caesar.
It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation.
Besides, argued I, fasting makes the body cave in; hence the spirit caves in; and all thoughts born of a fast must necessarily be half-starved.