The true peace of God begins at any spot a thousand miles from the nearest land. — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
Beyond the fence the forest stood up spectrally in the moonlight, and through the dim stir, through the faint sounds of that… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“Ah! These commercial interests -- spoiling the finest life under the sun. Why must the sea be used for trade -- and… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
Each blade of grass has its spot on earth whence it draws its life, its strength; and so is man rooted to… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
And suddenly I rejoiced in the great security of the sea as compared with the unrest of the land, in my choice… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
claiming that the destructive practice of mountaintop removal mining, blowing the tops off mountains to get at the coal beneath, performs the… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“Hunters for gold or pursuers of fame, they all had gone out on that stream, bearing the sword, and often the torch, messengers of… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
The good author is he who contemplates without marked joy or excessive sorrow the adventures of his soul amongst criticisms. — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“A fool, what with sheer fright and fine sentiments, is always safe.” — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“The mind of man is capable of anything-because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future. What was there… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“Perhaps on some quiet night the tremor of far-off drums, sinking, swelling, a tremor vast, faint; a sound weird, appealing, suggestive and wild -… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“All that mysterious life of the wilderness that stirs in the forest, in the jungles, in the hearts of wild men.” — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“Thieving was not a sheer absurdity. It was a form of human industry, perverse indeed, but still an industry exercised in an industrious world;… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
