Maxioms by Joseph Conrad
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love--and to put its trust in read more
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love--and to put its trust in life.
An artist is a man of action, whether he creates a personality, invents an expedient, or finds the issue of read more
An artist is a man of action, whether he creates a personality, invents an expedient, or finds the issue of a complicated situation.
I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable read more
I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without glory, without the great desire of victory, without the great fear of defeat.
Some great men owe most of their greatness to the ability of detecting in those they destine for their tools read more
Some great men owe most of their greatness to the ability of detecting in those they destine for their tools the exact quality of strength that matters for their work.
To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and read more
To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.