I am a great foe of favoritism in public life, in private life, and even in the delicate relationship of an author to his works.

I can't imagine a human being so hard up for something to do as to quarrel with me.

Beyond the fence the forest stood up spectrally in the moonlight, and through the dim stir, through the faint sounds of that lamentable courtyard, the silence of the land went home to one's very heart - its mystery, its greatness, the amazing reality of its concealed life.

He hated all this, and somehow he couldn't get away.

In the empty immensity of earth, sky, and water, there she was, incomprehensible, firing into a continent.

And this also," said Marlow suddenly, "has been one of the dark places of the earth.

To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.