Herman Melville’s study at Arrowhead. On a clear enough day, one can see the long hump of Mount Greylock from the window. Did the “gigantic ghostliness” of a distant and snow-clad Greylock represent the ever-elusive Moby Dick? — Pittsfield, Massachusetts.
“Whether it was that this undulating tester rolled the savage away to far distant scenes, I know not, but he now spoke of his native island; and eager to hear his history, I begged him to go on and tell it. He gladly complied.”
— Herman Melville
Moby Dick, 1851