Joseph Conrad

Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.

You shall judge a man by his foes as well as by his friends.

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

A man's most open actions have a secret side to them.

Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life.

He who wants to persuade should put his trust not in the right argument, but in the right word. The power of sound has always been greater than the power of sense.

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.

The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.

For all that has been said of the love that certain natures (on shore) have professed for it, for all the celebrations it has been the object of in prose and song, the sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.

The scrupulous and the just, the noble, humane, and devoted natures; the unselfish and the intelligent may begin a movement - but it passes away from them. They are not the leaders of a revolution. They are its victims.

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

A word carries far, very far, deals destruction through time as the bullets go flying through space.