The Nigger of the Narcissus Quotes

“But the artist appeals to that part of our being which is not dependent on wisdom; to that in us which is a gift and not an acquisition— and, therefore, more permanently enduring. He speaks to our capacity for delight and wonder, to the sense of mystery surrounding our lives; to our sense of pity, and beauty, and pain; to the latent feeling of fellowship with all creation— and to the subtle but invincible conviction of solidarity that knits together the loneliness of innumerable hearts, to the solidarity in dreams, in joy, in sorrow, in aspirations, in illusions, in hope, in fear, which binds men to each other, which binds together all humanity— the dead to the living and the living to the unborn.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“The man who can't do most things and won't do the rest”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“He seemed to hasten the retreat of departing light by his very presence; the setting sun dipped sharply, as though fleeing before our nigger; a black mist emanated from him; a subtle and dismal influence; a something cold and gloomy that floated out and settled on all the faces like a mourning veil. The circle broke up. The joy of laughter died on stiffened lips.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“the artist descends within himself, and in that lonely region of stress and strife, if he be deserving and fortunate, he finds the terms of his appeal. His appeal is made to our less obvious capacities: to that part of our nature which, because of the warlike conditions of existence, is necessarily kept out of sight within the more resisting and hard qualities … His appeal is less loud, more profound, less distinct, more stirring—and sooner forgotten. Yet its effect endures forever ... the artist appeals to that part of our being which is not dependent on wisdom: to that in us which is a gift and not an acquisition—and, therefore, more permanently enduring.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“But sometimes, by the deserving and the fortunate, even that task is accomplished. And when it is accomplished— behold!— all the truth of life is there: a moment of vision, a sigh, a smile— and the return to an eternal rest.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“To snatch in a moment of courage, from the remorseless rush of time, a passing phase of life, is only the beginning of the task. The task approached in tenderness and faith is to hold up unquestioningly, without choice and without fear, the rescued fragment before all eyes in the light of a sincere mood. It is to show its vibration, its color, its form; and through its movement, its form, and its color, reveal the substance of its truth— disclose its inspiring secret: the stress and passion within the core of each convincing moment.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“A work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should carry its justification in every line.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“Over the white rims of berths stuck out heads with blinking eyes; but the bodies were lost in the gloom of those places, that resembled narrow niches for coffins in a whitewashed and lighted mortuary.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“the artist appeals to that part of our being which is not dependent on wisdom; to that in us which is a gift and not an acquisition—and, therefore, more permanently enduring. He speaks to our capacity for delight and wonder, to the sense of mystery surrounding our lives; to our sense of pity, and beauty, and pain; to the latent feeling of fellowship with all creation—and to the subtle but invincible conviction of solidarity that knits together the loneliness of innumerable hearts, to the solidarity in dreams, in joy, in sorrow, in aspirations, in illusions, in hope, in fear, which binds men to each other, which binds together all humanity—the dead to the living and the living to the unborn.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“He had found the secret of keeping for ever on the run the fundamental imbecility of mankind; he had the secret of life, that confounded dying man, and he made himself master of every moment of our existence.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“Let the earth and the sea each have its own.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“He was absurd to the point of inspiration.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“a stone image shed a miraculous tear of compassion over the incertitudes of life and death....”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“His picturesque and filthy loquacity flowed like a troubled stream from a poisoned source.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“On men reprieved by its disdainful mercy, the immortal sea confers in its justice the full privilege of desired unrest.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“She left a lingering smudge of smoke on the sky, and two vanishing trails of foam on the water.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“The double row of berths yawned black, like graves tenanted by uneasy corpses.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“Is there a spot on earth where such a man is unknown, an ominous survival testifying to the eternal fitness of lies and impudence?”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“And when it is accomplished—behold!—all the truth of life is there: a moment of vision, a sigh, a smile—and the return to an eternal rest.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“N-am smuls noi, oare, navigând laolaltă pe marea nemuritoare, un sens vieților noastre păcătoase? Adio, fraților! Ați fost niște mateloți destoinici. La fel de destoinici ca oricare dintre cei care-au izbit vreodată, urlând, în pânzele zbuciumate ale arborelui mare; sau care, legănându-se pe vergi, invizibili în noapte, au răspuns chiuind la chiotele furtunii.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“Așa cum se legănau pe pietrele albe, în mijlocul mulțimii grăbite și zgomotoase, păreau niște ființe dintr-o altă specie - o specie pierdută, singuratică, lipsită de memorie și osândită să piară; niște naufragiați, niște naufragiați nesăbuiți, veseli și nebuni, care petrec în toiul furtunii, pe muchea lunecoasă a unei stânci perfide.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus

“But at the corner I stopped to take my last look at the crew of the Narcissus. They were swaying irresolute and noisy on the broad flagstones before the Mint. They were bound for the Black Horse, where men, in fur caps with brutal faces and in shirt sleeves, dispense out of varnished barrels the illusions of strength, mirth, happiness; the illusion of splendor and poetry of life, to the paid-off crews of southern-going ships.”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the 'Narcissus': A Tale of the Sea

“He looked upon the immortal sea with the awakened and groping perception of its heartless might; he saw it unchanged, black and foaming under the eternal scrutiny of the stars; he heard its impatient voice calling for him out of a pitiless vastness full of unrest, turmoil, and of terror. He looked afar upon it, and he saw an immensity tortured and blind, moaning and furious, that claimed all the days of his tenacious life, and, when life was over, would claim the worn-out body of its slave...”
― Joseph Conrad, The Nigger of the Narcissus