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We live as we dream – alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.

Joseph Conrad

Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory, and the truth of every passion wants some pretence to make it live.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Live Memories Passion Pretend Truth
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
Everybody had to be thoroughly understood before being accepted.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Acceptance Discover Patience Right Understand
Everything can be found at sea according to the spirit of your quest.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Ocean Sea Spirit Yourself
There is no credulity so eager and blind as the credulity of covetousness, which, in its universal extent, measures the moral misery and the intellectual destitution of mankind.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Intellectual Kind Man Measurement Misery Universal
I like what is in the work — the chance to find yourself.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Discover Myself Work
The ethical view of the universe involves us in so many cruel and absurd contradictions that I have come to suspect that the aim of creation cannot be ethical at all.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Creation Cruelty Ethics Mad Universe View
My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel–it is, before all, to make you see.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Achievement Feeling Myself Power See Try Word Writing Yourself
We live as we dream – alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Alone Dreams Life Live Pain
He struggled with himself, too. I saw it — I heard it. I saw the inconceivable mystery of a soul that knew no restraint, no faith, and no fear, yet struggling blindly with itself.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Bilnd Faith Fear Mystery Soul Struggle
It is to be remarked that a good many people are born curiously unfitted for the fate waiting them on this earth.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Born Earth Fate Goodness People Wait
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
I am afraid that if you want to go down into history you’ll have to do something for it.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Afraid History Inspirational Myself Work Yourself
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
It’s only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Mistake Myself Work
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.
JOSEPH CONRAD

Art Bird Destroy History Repeat Reproduction Song Wild World

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