"They talk of a man betraying his country, his friends, his sweetheart.
There must be a moral bond first. All a man can betray is his
conscience."
Joseph Conrad (1857-1924), Under Western Eyes (1911)
"Faith is a myth and
beliefs shift like mists on the shore; thoughts vanish; words, once
pronounced, die; and the memory of yesterday is as shadowy as the
hope of to-morrow [...] In this world – as I have known it – we are
made to suffer without the shadow of a reason, of a cause or of
guilt [...] There is no morality, no knowledge and no hope; there is
only the consciousness of ourselves which drives us about a world
that [...] is always but a vain and fleeting appearance [...] A moment, a
twinkling of an eye and nothing remains – but a clod of mud, of
cold mud, of dead mud cast into black space, rolling around an
extinguished sun. Nothing. Neither thought, nor sound, nor soul.
Nothing."
"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. 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, in a sickly
atmosphere of tepid skepticism, without much belief in your own
right, and still less in that of your adversary. If such is the form
of ultimate wisdom, then life is a greater riddle than some of us
think it to be."
Heart of Darkness (1902)
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