Quote#Nature
It will be a strange sort of book, tho', I fear; blubber is blubber…
Quote byHerman Melville · 1819–1891
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: On Moby-Dick, in a letter to Richard Henry Dana, Jr. (1 May 1850).
English (original)
It will be a strange sort of book, tho', I fear; blubber is blubber you know; tho' you may get oil out of it, the poetry runs as hard as sap from a frozen maple tree; — & to cook the thing up, one must needs throw in a little fancy, which from the nature of the thing, must be ungainly as the gambols of the whales themselves. Yet I mean to give the truth of the thing, spite of this.
— Herman Melville
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