“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
But his soul was mad. Being alone in the wilderness, it had looked within itself and, by heavens I tell you, it… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
The interior deprives men of their senses. Here, the eerie stillness of the wilderness and the darkness of night render the men… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
The word 'ivory' rang in the air, was whispered, was sighed. You would think they were praying to it. A taint of… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
In some inland post feel the savagery, the utter savagery, had closed round him--all that mysterious life of the wilderness that stirs… — 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
“The moon had spread over everything a thin layer of silver--over the rank grass, over the mud, upon the wall of matted… — 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
I found myself back in the sepulchral city resenting the sight of people hurrying through the streets to filch a little money from each… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
Society was calling to its accomplished child to come, to be taken care of, to be instructed, to be judged, to be condemned; it… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
I was constantly watching myself, my secret self, as dependent on my actions as my own personality — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
