I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine.
JOSEPH CONRADFew men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings.
More Joseph Conrad Quotes
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Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.
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You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
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There is something haunting in the light of the moon; it has all the dispassionateness of a disembodied soul, and something of its inconceivable mystery.
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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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Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory, and the truth of every passion wants some pretence to make it live.
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Nowhere else than upon the sea do the days, weeks, and months fall away quicker into the past. They seem to be left astern as easily as the light air-bubbles in the swirls of the ship’s wake.
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A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind!
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Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.
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It’s only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.
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The mind of man is capable of anything.
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I don’t like work but I like what is in work – the chance to find yourself. Your own reality – for yourself, not for others – which no other man can ever know.
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The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much.
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I am afraid that if you want to go down into history you’ll have to do something for it.
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All roads are long which lead to one’s heart’s desire.
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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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