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“Already several fatalities had attended his chase. But though similar disasters, however little bruited ashore, were by no means unusual in the fishery; yet, in most instances, such seemed the White Whale's infernal aforethought of ferocity, that every dismembering or death that he caused, was not wholly regarded as having been inflicted by an unintelligent agent.”

“BOOK I (Folio), CHAPTER VI. (Sulphur Bottom). - Another retiring gentleman, with a brimstone belly, doubtless got by scraping along the Tartarian tiles in some of his profounder divings. He is seldom seen [...] He is never chased; he would run away with rope-walks of line. Prodigies are told of him. Adieu, Sulphur Bottom! I can say nothing more that is true of ye, nor can the oldest Nan-tucketer.”

Getting some bad vibes from this Ahab guy.

Oof...

“Ship and boat diverged; the cold, damp night breeze blew between; a screaming gull flew overhead; the two hulls wildly rolled; we gave three heavy-hearted cheers, and blindly plunged like fate into the lone Atlantic.”

I remember it being gay but Jesus Christ

“The instrument suffers the same fate as the man. Every day brings a man [24] hours nearer to his grave, although no one can tell accurately, merely by looking at a man, how many days he has still to travel on that road. This difficulty, however, does not prevent life insurance companies from using the theory of averages to draw very accurate […], very profitable conclusions about the length of a man's life.”

“By turning his money into commodities which serve as the building materials for a new product, and as factors in the labour process, […] the capitalist simultaneously transforms value, i.e. past labour in its objectified and lifeless form, into capital, value which can perform its own valorization process, an animated monster which begins to 'work' as if its ‘body were by love possessed'.”

“Abominable are the tumblers into which he pours his poison. Though true cylinders without - within, the villanous green goggling glasses deceitfully tapered downwards to a cheating bottom. Parallel meridians rudely pecked into the glass, surround these footpads' goblets.”

“He who was previously the money-owner now strides out in front as a capitalist; the possessor of labour-power follows as his worker.
The one smirks self-importantly and is intent on business; the other is timid and holds back, like someone who has brought his own hide to market and now has nothing else to expect but - a tanning.”

I like when women are like big dogs :)