An artist is a man of action, whether he creates a personality, invents an expedient, or finds the issue of a complicated situation.

It made you feel very small, very lost, and yet it was not altogether depressing, that feeling. After all, if you were small, the grimy beetle crawled on - which was just what you wanted it to do.

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

How does one kill fear, I wonder? How do you shoot a specter through the heart, slash off its spectral head, take it by its spectral throat?

Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men.

A modern fleet of ships does not so much make use of the sea as exploit a highway.

You can't breathe dead hippo waking, sleeping, and eating, and at the same time keep your precarious grip on existence.