Queequeg, a Pagan on His Hamds

"For heaven's sake, queequeg, get up and shake yourself. Get up and have some supper. You'll starve. You'll kill yourself," he said to him. But not a word did he reply. He sat there all day and half the night on his hams in a cold room,. holding a piece of wood on his head. I began to grow vexed with him. It seems so downright senseless and insane." "When a man's religion becomes really frantic, when it is a positive torment to him, then i think it high time to take that individual aside and argue the point with him"