Hereby perhaps Stubb indirectly hinted, that though man loved his fellow, yet man is a money-making animal, which propensity too often interferes with his benevolence.
To the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.
But truth is like a thrashing-machine; tender sensibilities must keep out of the way.
Oh! How immaterial are all materials!
How wondrous familiar is a fool!
To accomplish his object Ahab must use tools; and of all tools used in the shadow of the moon, men are most apt to get out of order.