A certain simplicity of thought is common to serene souls at both ends of the social scale.
JOSEPH CONRADNowhere 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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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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It is not the clear-sighted who rule the world. Great achievements are accomplished in a blessed, warm fog.
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To be a great autocrat you must be a great barbarian.
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To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.
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All a man can betray is his conscience.
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It is my belief no man ever understands quite his own artful dodges to escape from the grim shadow of self knowledge.
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Protection is the first necessity of opulence and luxury.
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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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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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He who wants to persuade should put his trust not in the right argument, but in the right word. The power of sound has always been greater than the power of sense.
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I slipped the book into my pocket. I assure you to leave off reading was like tearing myself away from the shelter of an old and solid friendship.
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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.
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It’s only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.
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The human heart is vast enough to contain all the world.
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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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