It occurred to me that my speech or my silence, indeed any action of mine, would be a mere futility. — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
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
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
The artist in his calling of interpreter creates because he must. He is so much of a voice that, for him, silence… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
“But there is an unholy fascination in systematic noise. He did not flee from it incontinently, as one might have expected him… — 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
