Howie remained in rapture over Julie and his perception we'd accepted her as no one gave vocal evidence to the contrary.
Sarah suspected the real reason to be twofold, one: He did not want his work critiqued by anyone, let alone those 'jugheads in the modern music industry' and two: his music held so much rapture, sadness and longing that anyone listening to it would understand that beneath the snarky I-don't-give-a-crap-about-anyone attitude boiled a cauldron of raw emotion.
And thus, through the serene tranquillities of the tropical sea, among waves whose hand-clappings were suspended by exceeding rapture, Moby Dick moved on, still withholding from sight the full terrors of his submerged trunk, entirely hiding the wrenched hideousness of his jaw.
Rostov too, bending over his saddle, shouted "Hurrah!" with all his might, feeling that he would like to injure himself by that shout, if only to express his rapture fully.
At a time of such love, such rapture, and such self-sacrifice, what do any of our quarrels and affronts matter?
