All visible objects, man, are but as pasteboard masks. But in each event — in the living act, the undoubted deed — there, some unknown but still reas… - Herman Melville

وهذه القوة المدهشة في ذنـَب الحوت لا تنحو أبدا لعرقلة التـّثني الرشيق في حركاته، حيث اليُسر الرشيق يتموّج من خلال جبروت القوة. بل العكس هو الصحيح: فإن تلك الحركات تستمد جمالها الباهر منها، فالقوة الحق لا تـُشوِّه الجمال أو الانسجام، وإنما تمنحها للشيء القوي، وفي كل شيء جميل آسر الجمال تلعب القوة دورا سحريا.

The sea had jeeringly kept his finite body up, but drowned the infinite of his soul. Not drowned entirely, though. Rather carried down alive to wondrous depths, where strange shapes of the unwarped primal world glided to and fro before his passive eyes; and the miser-merman, Wisdom, revealed his hoarded heaps; and among the joyous, heartless, ever-juvenile eternities, Pip saw the multitudinous, God-omnipresent, coral insects, that out of the firmament of waters heaved the colossal orbs. He saw God’s foot upon the treadle of the loom, and spoke it; and therefore his shipmates called him mad. So man’s insanity is heaven’s sense; and wandering from all mortal reason, man comes at last to that celestial thought, which, to reason, is absurd and frantic; and weal or woe, feels then uncompromised, indifferent as his God.

However baby man may brag of his science and skill, and however much, in a flattering future, that science and skill may augment; yet for ever and for ever, to the crack of doom, the sea will insult and murder him, and pulverize the stateliest, stiffest frigate he can make; nevertheless, by the continual repetition of these very impressions, man has lost that sense of the full awfulness of the sea which aboriginally belongs to it.