Kisses are the remnants of paradise.
JOSEPH CONRADThe belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
More Joseph Conrad Quotes
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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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A task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.
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It is to be remarked that a good many people are born curiously unfitted for the fate waiting them on this earth.
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Facing it, always facing it, that’s the way to get through. Face it.
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If you don’t make mistakes, you don’t make anything .
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A writer without interest or sympathy for the foibles of his fellow man is not conceivable as a writer.
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Any fool can carry on, but a wise man knows how to shorten sail in time.
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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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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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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.
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I always went my own road and on my own legs where I had a mind to go.
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The real significance of crime is in its being a breach of faith with the community of mankind.
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The question is not how to get cured, but how to live.
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You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
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You know I hate, detest, and can’t bear a lie, not because I am straighter than the rest of us, but simply because it appals me. There is a taint of death, a flavour of mortality in lies – which is exactly what I hate and detest in the world – what I want to forget.
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