The only true infidelity is for a live man to vote himself dead.
HERMAN MELVILLEThe Past is the textbook of tyrants; the Future the Bible of the Free. Those who are solely governed by the Past stand like Lot’s wife, crystallized in the act of looking backward, and forever incapable of looking before.
More Herman Melville Quotes
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There’s magic in the water that draws all men away form the land, that leads them over hills, down creeks and streams and rivers to the sea.
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My body is but the lees of my better being.
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What is an atheist, but one who does not, or will not, see in the universe a ruling principle of love; and what a misanthrope, but one who does not, or will not, see in man a ruling principle of kindness?
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What plays the mischief with the truth is that men will insist upon the universal application of a temporary feeling or opinion.
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Thou hast evoked in me profounder spells than the evoking one, thou face! For me, thou hast uncovered one infinite, dumb, beseeching countenance of mystery, underlying all the surfaces of visible time and space.
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Failure is the test of greatness.
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To know how to grow old is the master work of wisdom, and one of the most difficult chapters in the great art of living.
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A whale ship was my Yale College and my Harvard.
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One of the coolest and wisest hours a man has, is just after he awakes in the morning.
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He who has never failed somewhere, that man can not be great.
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We cannot live for ourselves alone.
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The Past is the textbook of tyrants; the Future the Bible of the Free. Those who are solely governed by the Past stand like Lot’s wife, crystallized in the act of looking backward, and forever incapable of looking before.
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We are only what we are; not what we would be; nor every thing we hope for. We are but a step in a scale, that reaches further above us than below.
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There is a savor of life and immortality in substantial fare. Like balloons, we are nothing till filled.
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There is one knows not what sweet mystery about this sea, whose gently awful stirrings seem to speak of some hidden soul beneath.
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