sábado, 12 de novembro de 2011


«(...) This summer, in the deep waters of the Azores, I swam with sperm whales. In the silence of their world, listening to the rhythm of their sonar clicks, feeling the scale of their social cohesion, I was more aware than ever before of the history that has passed between us. Now, as I pick up “Moby-Dick” again, prompted by Philbrick’s provocative book, I’m reminded of a salutary notion: that the whales that inspired Melville were around long before us, and may, with luck, outlive us, too
Lido 1º aqui antes de mergulhar na New Yorker.


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