Victory - An Island TaleThis vintage book contains Joseph Conrad's 1915 psychological novel, "Victory: An Island Tale". It is the story of Axel Heyst who, after a series of unfortunate events, finds himself living on an Indonesian island with his Chinese assistant, Wang. After Heyst rescues a woman from an attempted sexual assault on a nearby island, the would-be perpetrator tries to frame him for a murder. Joseph Conrad (1857 - 1924) was a Polish author who is considered to be one of the greatest authors in the English language. He first gained popular success through the writing of this novel. Many vintage texts such as this are increasingly scarce and expensive, and it is with this in mind that we are republishing this volume now, in an affordable, high-quality, modern edition. It comes complete with a specially commissioned biography of the author. |
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... hand that come without reflection and lead the man to excellence in life, in art, in crime, in virtue, and, for the matter of that, even in love. Thinking is the great enemy of perfection. The habit of profound reflection, I am ...
... hand that come without reflection and lead the man to excellence in life, in art, in crime, in virtue, and, for the matter of that, even in love. Thinking is the great enemy of perfection. The habit of profound reflection, I am ...
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... hand which accompanied the phrase suggested tropical distances being impelled onward. In connection with the finished courtesy of his manner, it was persuasive, or at any rate silencing—for a time, at least. Nobody cared to argue with ...
... hand which accompanied the phrase suggested tropical distances being impelled onward. In connection with the finished courtesy of his manner, it was persuasive, or at any rate silencing—for a time, at least. Nobody cared to argue with ...
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... hand a long glass emptied of its contents—paid for by Heyst—he said, with that deliberate sagacity which no mere waterdrinker ever attained: “Heyst's a puffect g'n'lman. Puffect! But he's a ututoutopist.” Heyst had just gone out of the ...
... hand a long glass emptied of its contents—paid for by Heyst—he said, with that deliberate sagacity which no mere waterdrinker ever attained: “Heyst's a puffect g'n'lman. Puffect! But he's a ututoutopist.” Heyst had just gone out of the ...
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... hand. With his system of trading it would have been strange if he had; and all these debts entered in the pocketbook weren't good enough to raise a millrei on—let alone a shilling. The Portuguese officials begged him not to distress ...
... hand. With his system of trading it would have been strange if he had; and all these debts entered in the pocketbook weren't good enough to raise a millrei on—let alone a shilling. The Portuguese officials begged him not to distress ...
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... hand. Morrison hadn't. He had only a little English gold, a few sovereigns, on board. He had left all his spare cash with the Tesmans, in Samarang, to meet certain bills which would fall due while he was away on his cruise. Anyhow, that ...
... hand. Morrison hadn't. He had only a little English gold, a few sovereigns, on board. He had left all his spare cash with the Tesmans, in Samarang, to meet certain bills which would fall due while he was away on his cruise. Anyhow, that ...
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