The mysteries of a universe made of drops of fire and clods of mud do not concern us in the least. The… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
The blight of futility that lies in wait for men's speeches had fallen upon our conversation and made it a thing of… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest. The flood had… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
For a bag of pepper, they could cut each other's throats without hesitation, and would forswear their souls... The bizarre obstinacy of… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
I have been called romantic. Well, that can't be helped. But stay. I seem to remember that I have been called a… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
Everything belonged to him. It made me hold my breath in expectation of hearing the wilderness burst into prodigious peal of laughter… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
She feared the unknown as we all do, and her ignorance made the unknown infinitely vast. — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence. — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
It made you feel very small, very lost, and yet it was not altogether depressing, that feeling. After all, if you were… — 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
