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  • #1
    Robert Frost
    “In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
    Robert Frost

  • #3
    Mark Twain
    “If you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.”
    Mark Twain

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #5
    We accept the love we think we deserve.
    “We accept the love we think we deserve.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #6
    Mark Twain
    “Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it is time to reform (or pause and reflect).”
    Mark Twain

  • #7
    Steve  Martin
    “A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”
    Steve Martin

  • #8
    Roy T. Bennett
    “Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.”
    Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart

  • #9
    Robert Bloch
    “Despite my ghoulish reputation, I really have the heart of a small boy. I keep it in a jar on my desk.”
    Robert Bloch

  • #10
    Joseph Conrad
    “The mind of man is capable of anything.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #11
    Joseph Conrad
    “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.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #12
    Joseph Conrad
    “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.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #13
    Joseph Conrad
    “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.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #14
    Joseph Conrad
    “The horror! The horror!”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #15
    Joseph Conrad
    “It echoed loudly within him because he was hollow at the core.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #16
    Joseph Conrad
    “Like a running blaze on a plain, like a flash of lightning in the clouds. We live in the flicker.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness
    tags: life

  • #17
    Joseph Conrad
    “the mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as the future”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #18
    Joseph Conrad
    “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 knowledge? He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision--he cried out twice, a cry that was no more than a breath:
    The horror! The horror!”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #19
    Joseph Conrad
    “I think it had whispered to him things about himself which he did not know, things of which he had no conception till he took counsel with this great solitude - and the whisper had proved irresistibly fascinating. It echoed loudly within him because he was hollow at the core.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #20
    Joseph Conrad
    “No, I don’t like work. I had rather laze about and think of all the fine things that can be done. 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.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #21
    Joseph Conrad
    “I think the knowledge came to him at last — only at the very last. But the wilderness had found him out early, and had taken on him a terrible vengeance for the fantastic invasion. I think it had whispered to him things about himself which he did not know, things of which he had no conception till he took counsel with this great solitude — and the whisper had proved irresistibly fascinating.

    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 somber 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 knowledge? He cried in a whisper at some image, at some vision, — he cried out twice, a cry that was no more than a breath — ‘The horror! The horror!”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #22
    Joseph Conrad
    “The mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future. What was there after all? Joy, fear, sorrow, devotion, valor, rage--who can tell?--but
    truth--truth stripped of its cloak of time.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #23
    Joseph Conrad
    “I saw him open his mouth wide. . . as though he had wanted to swallow all the air, all the earth, all the men before him.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #24
    Joseph Conrad
    “The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much. What redeems it is the idea only. An idea at the back of it, not a sentimental pretence but an idea: and an unselfish belief in the idea--something you can set up, and bow down before, and offer a sacrifice to...”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

  • #25
    Joseph Conrad
    “All that mysterious life of the wilderness that stirs in the forest, in the jungles, in the hearts of wild men.”
    Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness



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