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Being a woman is a terribly difficult trade since it consists principally of dealings with men.
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Joseph Conrad |
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It's only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.
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Joseph Conrad |
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We live as we dream--alone....
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loneliness
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Joseph Conrad |
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It was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.
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struggle
nightmare
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Joseph Conrad |
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Let them think what they liked, but I didn't mean to drown myself. I meant to swim till I sank -- but that's not the same thing.
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suicide
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Joseph Conrad |
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My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel--it is, before all, to make you see.
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writing
inspirational
power-of-words
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I don't like work--no man does--but I like what is in the work--the chance to find yourself. Your own reality--for yourself not for others--what no other man can ever know. They can only see the mere show, and never can tell what it really means.
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Joseph Conrad |
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The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
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Joseph Conrad |
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Your strength is just an accident arising from the weakness of others.
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Joseph Conrad |
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No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence--that which makes its truth, its meaning--its subtle and penetrating essence. It is impossible. We live, as we dream--alone.
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loneliness
subjective-experience
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Droll thing life is -- that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself -- that comes too late -- a crop of inextinguishable regrets.
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life
regret
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He struggled with himself, too. I saw it -- I heard it. I saw the inconceivable mystery of a soul that knew no restraint, no faith, and no fear, yet struggling blindly with itself.
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struggle
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Joseph Conrad |
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The mind of man is capable of anything.
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man
mind
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Joseph Conrad |
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But his soul was mad. Being alone in the wilderness, it had looked within itself and, by heavens I tell you, it had gone mad.
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the-horror
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Joseph Conrad |
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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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Joseph Conrad |
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It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream--making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream-sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is of the very essence of dreams...No, it is impossible; it is impossible to convey the life-sensation of any given epoch of one's existence--that which makes its t..
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Joseph Conrad |
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The question is not how to get cured, but how to live.
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chronic-illness
cures
illness
inspirational
cure
healing
recovery
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Joseph Conrad |
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We live as we dream - alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.
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Joseph Conrad |
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The horror! The horror!
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the-horror
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Joseph Conrad |
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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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Joseph Conrad |
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Even extreme grief may ultimately vent itself in violence--but more generally takes the form of apathy
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grief
depression
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Joseph Conrad |
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We penetrated deeper and deeper into the heart of darkness
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Joseph Conrad |
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It echoed loudly within him because he was hollow at the core.
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Joseph Conrad |
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I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable greyness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamour, without glory, without the great desire of victory, without the great fear of defeat, in a sickly atmostphere of tepid scepticism, without much belief in your own right, and still less in that of your adversary.
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Joseph Conrad |
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They trespassed upon my thoughts. They were intruders whose knowledge of life was to me an irritating pretense, because I felt so sure they could not possibly know the things I knew. Their bearing, which was simply the bearing of commonplace individuals going about their business in the assurance of perfect safety, was offensive to me like the outrageous flauntings of folly in the face of a danger it is unable to comprehend. I had no partic..
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identity
knowledge
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Joseph Conrad |
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Like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker.
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Joseph Conrad |
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Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear
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inspirational
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Joseph Conrad |
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the mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as the future
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Joseph Conrad |
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Do you see the story? Do you see anything? It seems to me I am trying to tell you a dream--making a vain attempt, because no relation of a dream can convey the dream-sensation, that commingling of absurdity, surprise, and bewilderment in a tremor of struggling revolt, that notion of being captured by the incredible which is the very essence of dreams...
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mind
storytelling
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His very existence was improbable, inexplicable, and altogether bewildering. He was an insoluble problem. It was inconceivable how he had existed, how he had succeeded in getting so far, how he had managed to remain -- why he did not instantly disappear.
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Joseph Conrad |
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I couldn't have felt more of lonely desolation somehow, had I been robbed of a belief or had missed my destiny in life...
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Joseph Conrad |
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He hated all this, and somehow he couldn't get away.
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Joseph Conrad |
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Going up that river was like travelling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence, an impenetrable forest. The air was warm, thick, heavy, sluggish. There was no joy in the brilliance of sunshine. The long stretches of the waterway ran on, deserted, into the gloom of overshadowed distances. On silvery sandbanks hippos and alligators sunned..
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Joseph Conrad |
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Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.
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Joseph Conrad |
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You shall judge of a man by his foes as well as by his friends.
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Joseph Conrad |
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We can never cease to be ourselves.
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Joseph Conrad |
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We couldn't understand because we were too far... and could not remember because we were traveling in the night of first ages, those ages that had gone, leaving hardly a sign... and no memories.
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Joseph Conrad |
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Watching a coast as it slips by the ship is like thinking about an enigma. There it is before you, smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, "Come and find out"."
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navigation
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Joseph Conrad |
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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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Joseph Conrad |
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Anything approaching the change that came over his features I have never seen before, and hope never to see again. Oh, I wasn't touched. I was fascinated. It was as though a veil had been rent. I saw on that ivory face the expression of sombre pride, of ruthless power, of craven terror--of an intense and hopeless despair. Did he live his life again in every detail of desire, temptation, and surrender during that supreme moment of complete k..
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struggle
morality
the-horror
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Joseph Conrad |
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Never test another man by your own weakness.
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weaknesses
weakness
test
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Joseph Conrad |
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One can't live with one's finger everlastingly on one's pulse.
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Joseph Conrad |
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I have a voice, too, and for good or evil mine is the speech that cannot be silenced
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Joseph Conrad |
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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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understanding
self
knowledge
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