Call Me Ishmael

“Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; whenever I feel like deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off- then I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.” ~Ishmael, “Moby Dick” opening lines


I love the sea.  I love the coast.  I love whales.  I love Ishmael.


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