Youth: And Two Other StoriesMcClure, Phillips & Company, 1903 - 381 pàgines |
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Pàgina 21
... walked aft . " The first thing I did was to put my head down the square of the midship ventilator . As I lifted the lid a visible breath , something like a thin fog , a puff of faint haze , rose from the opening . The ascending air was ...
... walked aft . " The first thing I did was to put my head down the square of the midship ventilator . As I lifted the lid a visible breath , something like a thin fog , a puff of faint haze , rose from the opening . The ascending air was ...
Pàgina 30
... walked towards us upon the sea with her long oars . Four Calashes pulled a swinging stroke . This was my first sight of Malay seamen . I've known them since , but what struck me then was their unconcern : they came alongside , and even ...
... walked towards us upon the sea with her long oars . Four Calashes pulled a swinging stroke . This was my first sight of Malay seamen . I've known them since , but what struck me then was their unconcern : they came alongside , and even ...
Pàgina 38
... walked up to the skipper and shook him by the shoulder . At last he opened his eyes , but did not move . Time to leave her , sir , ' I said , quietly . " He got up painfully , looked at the flames , at the sea sparkling round the ship ...
... walked up to the skipper and shook him by the shoulder . At last he opened his eyes , but did not move . Time to leave her , sir , ' I said , quietly . " He got up painfully , looked at the flames , at the sea sparkling round the ship ...
Pàgina 61
... walked on two legs . No doubt he was ; but he had been a couple of years already out there engaged in the noble cause , you know , and he probably felt the need at last of asserting his self - respect in some way . Therefore he whacked ...
... walked on two legs . No doubt he was ; but he had been a couple of years already out there engaged in the noble cause , you know , and he probably felt the need at last of asserting his self - respect in some way . Therefore he whacked ...
Pàgina 63
... walked straight at me - still knitting with down- cast eyes — and only just as I began to think of getting out of her way , as you would for a somnambulist , stood still , and looked up . Her dress was as plain as an um- brella - cover ...
... walked straight at me - still knitting with down- cast eyes — and only just as I began to think of getting out of her way , as you would for a somnambulist , stood still , and looked up . Her dress was as plain as an um- brella - cover ...
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Pàgina 172 - True, he had made that last stride, he had stepped over the edge, while I had been permitted to draw back my hesitating foot. And perhaps in this is the whole difference; perhaps all the wisdom, and all truth, and all sincerity, are just compressed into that inappreciable moment of time in which we step over the threshold of the invisible.
Pàgina 46 - And then I saw the men of the East — they were looking at me. The whole length of the jetty was full of people. I saw brown, bronze, yellow faces, the black eyes, the glitter, the colour of an Eastern crowd. And all these beings stared without a murmur, without a sigh, without a movement.
Pàgina 171 - 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 unextinguishable regrets.
Pàgina 58 - It was the farthest point of navigation and the culminating point of my experience. It seemed somehow to throw a kind of light on everything about me — and into my thoughts. It was sombre enough, too — and pitiful — not extraordinary in any way — not very clear either. No, not very clear. And yet it seemed to throw a kind of light.
Pàgina 109 - Yes, it was ugly enough; but if you were man enough you would admit to yourself that there was in you just the faintest trace of a response to the terrible frankness of that noise, a dim suspicion of there being a meaning in it which you— you so remote from the night of first ages— could comprehend.
Pàgina 41 - I remember my youth and the feeling that will never come back any more— the feeling that I could last for ever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men; the deceitful feeling that lures us on to joys, to perils, to love, to vain effort— to death...
Pàgina 154 - She was savage and superb, wild-eyed and magnificent; there was something ominous and stately in her deliberate progress. And in the hush that had fallen suddenly upon the whole sorrowful land, the immense wilderness, the colossal body of the fecund and mysterious life seemed to look at her, pensive, as though it had been looking at the image of its own tenebrous and passionate soul.
Pàgina 94 - It had become so pitch dark that we listeners could hardly see one another. For a long time already he, sitting apart, had been no more to us than a voice. There was not a word from anybody. The others might have been asleep, but I was awake. I listened, I listened on the watch for the sentence, for the word, that would give me the clew to the faint uneasiness inspired by this narrative that seemed to shape itself without human lips in the heavy nightair of the river. "... Yes — I let him run on,"...
Pàgina 120 - No fear can stand up to hunger, no patience can wear it out, disgust simply does not exist where hunger is; and as to superstition, beliefs, and what you may call principles, they are less than chaff in a breeze.
Pàgina 105 - Kurtz's station. -"Going up that river was like traveling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings.