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Everything belonged to him–but that was a trifle. The thing to know was what he belonged to, how many powers of darkness claimed him for their own.

Joseph Conrad

Gossip is what no one claims to like, but everybody enjoys.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Enjoyment Reality Talk
Facing it, always facing it, that’s the way to get through. Face it.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Face Hard Time Inspirational Way
Who knows what true loneliness is – not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Illusion Lonely Memories Misery Naked Terrorism True Word
It’s only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Mistake Myself Work
It is respectable to have no illusions, and safe, and profitable and dull.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Illusion Profit Respect Safety
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.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Brutal Force Strength Weakness Yourself
I always went my own road and on my own legs where I had a mind to go.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Legs Mindset Myself Road
You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Enemy Friendship Judgement Man
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!
JOSEPH CONRAD

Earth Light Live Old Run
A task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Adventure Romance Spirit Task
Everything belonged to him–but that was a trifle. The thing to know was what he belonged to, how many powers of darkness claimed him for their own.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Darkness Himself Power
Never test another man by your own weakness.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Judgement Man Weakness Yourself
A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Himself Man Work
A writer without interest or sympathy for the foibles of his fellow man is not conceivable as a writer.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Interest Sympathy Writing
The human heart is vast enough to contain all the world.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Enough Heart Human World
A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind!
JOSEPH CONRAD

Eyes Lost Lying See Truth Wind Writing

Everything belonged to him–but that was a trifle. The thing to know was what he belonged to, how many powers of darkness claimed him for their own.

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