That’s why love is so inseparable from any talk about truth and death, because we know that love is fundamentally a death of an old self that was isolated and the emergence of a new self now entangled with another self, the self that you fall in love with.
JOSEPH CONRADThere 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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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.
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A certain simplicity of thought is common to serene souls at both ends of the social scale.
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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 task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.
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Give me the right word and the right accent and I will move the world.
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Never test another man by your own weakness.
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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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Your strength is just an accident owed to the weakness of others.
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We live as we dream – alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.
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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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A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.
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We live in the flicker — may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.
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Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.
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Protection is the first necessity of opulence and luxury.
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It’s extraordinary how we go through life with eyes half shut, with dull ears, with dormant thoughts. Perhaps it’s just as well; and it may be that it is this very dullness that makes life to the incalculable majority so supportable and so welcome.
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