The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
JOSEPH CONRADAny fool can carry on, but a wise man knows how to shorten sail in time.
More Joseph Conrad Quotes
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History repeats itself, but the special call of an art which has passed away is never reproduced. It is as utterly gone out of the world as the song of a destroyed wild bird.
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Kisses are the remnants of paradise.
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It would take too long to explain the intimate alliance of contradictions in human nature which makes love itself wear at times the desperate shape of betrayal. And perhaps there is no possible explanation.
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A task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.
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All creative art is magic, is evocation of the unseen in forms persuasive, enlightening, familiar and surprising.
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Perhaps life is just that- a dream and a fear.
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The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.
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It is not the clear-sighted who rule the world. Great achievements are accomplished in a blessed, warm fog.
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We live as we dream – alone.
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All a man can betray is his conscience.
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Going home must be like going to render an account.
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But it is like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker – may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling!
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We live in the flicker — may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.
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They were conquerors, and for that you want only brute force–nothing to boast of, when you have it, since your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others.
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You know I hate, detest, and can’t bear a lie, not because I am straighter than the rest of us, but simply because it appals me. There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies – which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world – what I want to forget.
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