24 Feb Leviathan
Posted at 11:03h
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“What is it, what nameless, inscrutable, unearthy thing is it; that against all natural lovings and longings, I so keep pushing, and crowding, and jamming myself on all the time, recklessly making me ready to do what in my own proper, natural heart, I durst not so much as dare?” (Moby Dick, by Herman Melville)
