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1But granting all this; yet, regarded discreetly and coolly, seems it not but a mad idea, this; that in the broad
2boundless ocean, one solitary whale, even if encountered, should be thought capable of individual recognition from his
3hunter, even as a white-bearded Mufti in the thronged thoroughfares of Constantinople? Yes. For the peculiar snow-white
4brow of Moby Dick, and his snow-white hump, could not but be unmistakable. And have I not tallied the whale, Ahab would
5mutter to himself, as after poring over his charts till long after midnight he would throw himself back in
6reveries--tallied him, and shall he escape? His broad fins are bored, and scalloped out like a lost sheep's ear! And
7here, his mad mind would run on in a breathless race; till a weariness and faintness of pondering came over him; and in
8the open air of the deck he would seek to recover his strength. Ah, God! what trances of torments does that man endure
9who is consumed with one unachieved revengeful desire. He sleeps with clenched hands; and wakes with his own bloody
10nails in his palms. Often, when forced from his hammock by exhausting and intolerably vivid dreams of the night, which,
11resuming his own intense thoughts through the day, carried them on amid a clashing of phrensies, and whirled them round
12and round and round in his blazing brain, till the very throbbing of his life-spot became insufferable anguish; and
13when, as was sometimes the case, these spiritual throes in him heaved his being up from its base, and a chasm seemed
14opening in him, from which forked flames and lightnings shot up, and accursed fiends beckoned him to leap down among
15them; when this hell in himself yawned beneath him, a wild cry would be heard through the ship; and with glaring eyes
16Ahab would burst from his state room, as though escaping from a bed that was on fire. Yet these, perhaps, instead of
17being the unsuppressable symptoms of some latent weakness, or fright at his own resolve, were but the plainest tokens of
18its intensity. For, at such times, crazy Ahab, the scheming, unappeasedly steadfast hunter of the white whale; this Ahab
19that had gone to his hammock, was not the agent that so caused him to burst from it in horror again. The latter was the
20eternal, living principle or soul in him; and in sleep, being for the time dissociated from the characterizing mind,
21which at other times employed it for its outer vehicle or agent, it spontaneously sought escape from the scorching
22contiguity of the frantic thing, of which, for the time, it was no longer an integral. But as the mind does not exist
23unless leagued with the soul, therefore it must have been that, in Ahab's case, yielding up all his thoughts and fancies
24to his one supreme purpose; that purpose, by its own sheer inveteracy of will, forced itself against gods and devils
25into a kind of self-assumed, independent being of its own. Nay, could grimly live and burn, while the common vitality to
26which it was conjoined, fled horror-stricken from the unbidden and unfathered birth. Therefore, the tormented spirit
27that glared out of bodily eyes, when what seemed Ahab rushed from his room, was for the time but a vacated thing, a
28formless somnambulistic being, a ray of living light, to be sure, but without an object to colour, and therefore a
29blankness in itself. God help thee, old man, thy thoughts have created a creature in thee; and he whose intense thinking
30thus makes him a Prometheus; a vulture feeds upon that heart for ever; that vulture the very creature he creates.
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