Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love – and to put its trust in life. – Joseph Conrad
How does one kill fear, I wonder? How do you shoot a specter through the heart, slash off its spectral head, take it by its spectral throat? – Joseph Conrad
Truth of a modest sort I can promise you, and also sincerity. That complete, praiseworthy sincerity which, while it delivers one into the hands of ones enemies, is as likely as not to embroil one with ones friends. – Joseph Conrad
A caricature is putting the face of a joke on the body of a truth. – Joseph Conrad