“Girl going past clinging to a young man's arm. Putting up her face like a duck to the moon. Drinking joy. Green… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“They can't give you all that, Mr Jimson,' said Walter, who was upset. 'It wouldn't be right. What would they give you… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“The Professor looked like a Protestant saint when the cannibal offered him the choice of taking six wives or being boiled alive.… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“You take a straight tip from the stable, Cokey, if you must hate, hate the government or the people or the sea… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“Why,' I said, quite surprised by my own eloquence in inventing all this stuff, 'it happens every day. The old old story.… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“B-but, Mr Jimson, I w-want to be an artist.' 'Of course you do,' I said, 'everybody does once. But they get over… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
