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 CONRADVanity plays lurid tricks with our memory, and the truth of every passion wants some pretence to make it live.
More Joseph Conrad Quotes
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To be busy with material affairs is the best preservative against reflection, fears, doubts, all these things which stand in the way of achievement. I suppose a fellow proposing to cut his throat would experience a sort of relief while occupied in stropping his razor carefully.
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God is for men, and religion for women.
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Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.
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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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One must explore deep and believe the incredible to find the new particles of truth floating in an ocean of insignificance.
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Reality, as usual, beats fiction out of sight.
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Gossip is what no one claims to like, but everybody enjoys.
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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.
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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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Never test another man by your own weakness.
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Kisses are the remnants of paradise.
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The scrupulous and the just, the noble, humane, and devoted natures; the unselfish and the intelligent may begin a movement – but it passes away from them. They are not the leaders of a revolution. They are its victims.
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A task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.
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It occurred to me that my speech or my silence, indeed any action of mine, would be a mere futility.
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It is the mark of an inexperienced man not to believe in luck.
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