“Well, be it hell.”

September 22, 2012 § Leave a comment

“Here, then, is the untimely, timely end;—Life’s last chapter well stitched into the middle!  Nor book, nor author of the book, hath any sequel, though each hath its last lettering!—It is ambiguous still.  Had I been heartless now, disowned, and spurningly portioned off the girl at Saddle Meadows, then had I been happy through a long life on earth, and perchance through a long eternity in heaven!  Now, ‘tis merely hell in both worlds.  Well, be it hell.  I will mold a trumpet of the flames, and, with my breath of flame, breathe back my defiance!  But give me first another body!”

— Herman Melville, Pierre

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