Captain Ahab had a bit of an obsession with the white whale named Moby Dick:
"I'll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom, and round perdition's flames before I give him up."
And, finally:
"To the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee."
(Ishmael) And he piled upon the whale's white hump a sum of all the rage and hate felt by his own race. If his chest had been a canon, he would have shot his heart upon it.
No grappling with the white whale, please.
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ReplyDelete@A. - I won't. You may be sure. And no white hump stabbing or spitting or heart shootings for me either. :)
ReplyDelete@Adullamite - If you continue to ride your bike as far as you did today, you'll have no problems. :)