Moby Dick by Herman Melville Chapter 94 Page 4

squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say, — Oh! My dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy!

Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other; let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness.

Would that I could keep squeezing that sperm for ever! For now, since by many prolonged, repeated experiences, I have perceived that in all cases man must eventually lower, or at least shift, his conceit of attainable felicity; not placing it anywhere in the intellect or the fancy; but in the wife, the heart, the bed, the table, the saddle, the fireside, the country; now that I have perceived all this, I am ready to squeeze case eternally.