I -- I alone know how to mourn for him as he deserves.' But while we were still shaking hands, such a… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
And perhaps in this is the whole difference; perhaps all the wisdom, and all truth, and all sincerity, are just compressed into… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
For the great mass of mankind the only saving grace that is needed is steady fidelity to what is nearest to hand… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
Anything approaching the change that came over his features I have never seen before, and hope never to see again. Oh, I… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
The very young have, properly speaking, no moments. It is the privilege of early youth to live in advance of its days… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
For a moment I had a view of a world that seemed to wear a vast and dismal aspect of disorder, while,… — 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 after all? Joy, fear, sorrow, devotion, valour, rage-who can tell?-but truth-truth stripped of its cloak of time. Let the fool gape and shudder-the man know, and can look on without a wink. But he must at… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share
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; it was work undertaken for the same reason as the work in potteries, in coal mines, in fields, in tool-grinding shops. It was labour, whose practical difference from the other forms of labour consisted in the… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share
