Quote by Joseph Conrad
The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil

The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil water-way leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky — seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness. – Joseph Conrad

Other quotes by Joseph Conrad

There is a kind way of assisting our fellow-creatures which is enough to break their hearts while it saves their outer envelope. – Joseph Conrad

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Miscellaneous
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I take it that what all men are really after is some form or perhaps only some formula of peace. – Joseph Conrad

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Peace
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The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness. – Joseph Conrad

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Water
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Other Quotes from
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Where does the white go when the snow melts? – Hugh Kieffer

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Weather

Snow-flakes! Yes, it is true, in accordance with the child-thought, you come floating so gently down from Heaven as if afraid of hurting the wintry earth…. Ye gentle, fleecy things!… Snow-flakes! – A.S. Macduff, “The Message of the Snow-Flakes,” in The Sunday Magazine (London),

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Weather

I played as much golf as I could in North Dakota, but summer up there is pretty short. It usually falls on Tuesday. – Mike Morley

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Weather

It is best to read the weather forecast before praying for rain. – Mark Twain

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Weather

Random Quotes

We often pretend to fear what we really despise, and more often despise what we really fear. – Charles Caleb Colton

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Fear

No matter how you hurry, you will notice at the end of the day that you traveled at the speed of time. – Robert Brault, rbrault.blogspot.com

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Haste

I dont like being recognised, I have no interest in being famous at all, I just do what I do. If I could be like Captain Kirk and beam myself up and then beam myself down, I would! – Bruce Dickinson

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He that uses many words for the explaining any subject doth, like the cuttlefish, hide himself for the most part in his own ink. – John Ray

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Writing