Maxioms by Joseph Conrad
Who knows what true loneliness is -- not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it read more
Who knows what true loneliness is -- not the conventional word but the naked terror? To the lonely themselves it wears a mask. The most miserable outcast hugs some memory or some illusion.
Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master read more
Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its read more
Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.
Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory.
Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory.
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.
