A is for Ahab
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Moby Dick, broken up into individual sentences, alphabetized, and posted at intervals for your convenience and pleasure.
It seemed not a whale; and yet is this Moby Dick?
February 17, 2026 at 2:02 PM
It seemed not a whale; and yet is this Moby Dick?
It seemed no bad idea but upon second thoughts I dismissed it.
February 17, 2026 at 12:02 PM
It seemed no bad idea but upon second thoughts I dismissed it.
It seemed hardly possible that by such comparatively small mouthfuls he could keep up the vitality diffused through so broad, baronial, and superb a person.
February 17, 2026 at 10:02 AM
It seemed hardly possible that by such comparatively small mouthfuls he could keep up the vitality diffused through so broad, baronial, and superb a person.
It seemed formed of detached white vapors, rising and falling something like the spouts of the whales; only they did not so completely come and go; for they constantly hovered, without finally disappearing.
February 17, 2026 at 8:02 AM
It seemed formed of detached white vapors, rising and falling something like the spouts of the whales; only they did not so completely come and go; for they constantly hovered, without finally disappearing.
It seemed as though, by some nameless, interior volition, he would fain have shocked into them the same fiery emotion accumulated within the Leyden jar of his own magnetic life.
February 17, 2026 at 6:02 AM
It seemed as though, by some nameless, interior volition, he would fain have shocked into them the same fiery emotion accumulated within the Leyden jar of his own magnetic life.
It rolls the midmost waters of the world, the Indian ocean and Atlantic being but its arms.
February 17, 2026 at 4:02 AM
It rolls the midmost waters of the world, the Indian ocean and Atlantic being but its arms.
It resembled that perpendicular seam sometimes made in the straight, lofty trunk of a great tree, when the upper lightning tearingly darts down it, and without wrenching a single twig, peels and grooves out the bark from top to bottom ere running off into the soil, leaving the tree still...
February 17, 2026 at 2:02 AM
It resembled that perpendicular seam sometimes made in the straight, lofty trunk of a great tree, when the upper lightning tearingly darts down it, and without wrenching a single twig, peels and grooves out the bark from top to bottom ere running off into the soil, leaving the tree still...
It receives its designation (pitchpoling) from its being likened to that preliminary up-and-down poise of the whale-lance, in the exercise called pitchpoling, previously described.
February 17, 2026 at 12:02 AM
It receives its designation (pitchpoling) from its being likened to that preliminary up-and-down poise of the whale-lance, in the exercise called pitchpoling, previously described.
it proves to many a poor wight in the fishery, upon whom these spikes fall with impaling force.
February 16, 2026 at 10:02 PM
it proves to many a poor wight in the fishery, upon whom these spikes fall with impaling force.
It nowhere appears that he ever actually harpooned his fish, unless, indeed, from the inside.
February 16, 2026 at 8:03 PM
It nowhere appears that he ever actually harpooned his fish, unless, indeed, from the inside.
It never wriggles.
February 16, 2026 at 6:02 PM
It never wriggles.
It needs scarcely to be told, with what feelings, on the eve of a Nantucket voyage, I regarded those marble tablets, and by the murky light of that darkened, doleful day read the fate of the whalemen who had gone before me.
February 16, 2026 at 4:02 PM
It needs scarcely to be told, with what feelings, on the eve of a Nantucket voyage, I regarded those marble tablets, and by the murky light of that darkened, doleful day read the fate of the whalemen who had gone before me.
"it must be, he's lost his tiller."
February 16, 2026 at 2:02 PM
"it must be, he's lost his tiller."
"It must be the spell; he told me to stay here: Aye, and told me this screwed chair was mine."
February 16, 2026 at 12:02 PM
"It must be the spell; he told me to stay here: Aye, and told me this screwed chair was mine."
It must be so; yes, it's a part of his creed, I suppose; well, then, let him rest; he'll get up sooner or later, no doubt.
February 16, 2026 at 10:02 AM
It must be so; yes, it's a part of his creed, I suppose; well, then, let him rest; he'll get up sooner or later, no doubt.
It must be borne in mind that all this time we have a Sperm Whale's prodigious head hanging to the Pequod's side.
February 16, 2026 at 8:02 AM
It must be borne in mind that all this time we have a Sperm Whale's prodigious head hanging to the Pequod's side.
It must at least equal the weight of fifty atmospheres.
February 16, 2026 at 6:03 AM
It must at least equal the weight of fifty atmospheres.
It might have been darted by some Nor' West Indian long before America was discovered.
February 16, 2026 at 4:03 AM
It might have been darted by some Nor' West Indian long before America was discovered.
It might be thought that this was a poor way to accumulate a princely fortune- and so it was, a very poor way indeed.
February 16, 2026 at 2:04 AM
It might be thought that this was a poor way to accumulate a princely fortune- and so it was, a very poor way indeed.
It might be that a long interval would elapse ere the White Whale was seen.
February 16, 2026 at 12:02 AM
It might be that a long interval would elapse ere the White Whale was seen.
It may well be conceived, what an unsavory odor such a mass must exhale; worse than an Assyrian city in the plague, when the living are incompetent to bury the departed.
February 15, 2026 at 10:01 PM
It may well be conceived, what an unsavory odor such a mass must exhale; worse than an Assyrian city in the plague, when the living are incompetent to bury the departed.
It may seem unwarrantable to couple in any respect the mast-head standers of the land with those of the sea; but that in truth it is not so, is plainly evinced by an item for which Obed Macy, the sole historian of Nantucket, stands accountable.
February 15, 2026 at 8:02 PM
It may seem unwarrantable to couple in any respect the mast-head standers of the land with those of the sea; but that in truth it is not so, is plainly evinced by an item for which Obed Macy, the sole historian of Nantucket, stands accountable.
It may seem strange that of all men sailors should be tinkering at their last wills and testaments, but there are no people in the world more fond of that diversion.
February 15, 2026 at 6:02 PM
It may seem strange that of all men sailors should be tinkering at their last wills and testaments, but there are no people in the world more fond of that diversion.
It may seem ridiculous, but it reminded me of General Washington's head, as seen in the popular busts of him.
February 15, 2026 at 4:02 PM
It may seem ridiculous, but it reminded me of General Washington's head, as seen in the popular busts of him.
It may never have occurred to you that a porpoise spouts.
February 15, 2026 at 2:02 PM
It may never have occurred to you that a porpoise spouts.