Know ye now, Bulkington? Glimpses do ye seem to see of that mortally intolerable truth; that all deep, earnest thinking is but the intrepid effort of the soul to keep the open independence of her sea; while the wildest winds of heaven and earth conspire to cast her on the treacherous, slavish shore?
from Moby Dick by Herman Melville
This blog is my space for “deep, earnest thinking,” with which I invite you to engage and share your own efforts to avoid the “treacherous, slavish shore.”
Michael Bogdanffy-Kriegh
