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 CONRADKisses are the remnants of paradise.
More Joseph Conrad Quotes
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You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
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It is respectable to have no illusions, and safe, and profitable and dull.
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If you don’t make mistakes, you don’t make anything .
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To be a great autocrat you must be a great barbarian.
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All a man can betray is his conscience.
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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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A task, any task, undertaken in an adventurous spirit acquires the merit of romance.
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But it is like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker – may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling!
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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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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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What makes mankind tragic is not that they are the victims of nature, it is that they are conscious of it.
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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 work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should carry its justification in every line.
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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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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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