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Page xi
... fastened on to him many words heard on other men's lips and belonging to other men's less perfect , less pathetic moods . The same observation will apply mutatis mutandis to Mr. Jones , who is built on a much AUTHOR'S NOTE xi.
... fastened on to him many words heard on other men's lips and belonging to other men's less perfect , less pathetic moods . The same observation will apply mutatis mutandis to Mr. Jones , who is built on a much AUTHOR'S NOTE xi.
Page xiv
... observation of him was less complete but incomparably more anxious . It ended in a sudden in- spiration to get out of his way . It was in a hovel of sticks and mats by the side of a path . As I went in there only to ask for a bottle of ...
... observation of him was less complete but incomparably more anxious . It ended in a sudden in- spiration to get out of his way . It was in a hovel of sticks and mats by the side of a path . As I went in there only to ask for a bottle of ...
Page 27
... Observe the Teutonic sense of proportion and nice forgiving temper . At last , one afternoon , Schomberg was seen approach- ing a group of his customers . He was obviously in high glee . He squared his manly chest with great importance ...
... Observe the Teutonic sense of proportion and nice forgiving temper . At last , one afternoon , Schomberg was seen approach- ing a group of his customers . He was obviously in high glee . He squared his manly chest with great importance ...
Page 32
... observation . In what regions ? At what early age ? Mystery . Perhaps he was a bird that had never had a nest . " I left school early , " he remarked once to Davidson , on the passage . " It was in England . A very good school . I was ...
... observation . In what regions ? At what early age ? Mystery . Perhaps he was a bird that had never had a nest . " I left school early , " he remarked once to Davidson , on the passage . " It was in England . A very good school . I was ...
Page 54
... observation of facts was the best way of cheating the time which is allotted to us whether we want it or not ; but now I have done with observation , too . " Imagine poor , simple Davidson being addressed in such terms alongside an ...
... observation of facts was the best way of cheating the time which is allotted to us whether we want it or not ; but now I have done with observation , too . " Imagine poor , simple Davidson being addressed in such terms alongside an ...
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answer appeared arms asked believe better boat bungalow chair Chinaman clear close coming course dark Davidson don't door doubt existence expected expression eyes face fact feeling feet fellow felt gave girl give glance gone governor hand head hear heard Heyst hold island Jones keep knew leave Lena less light lips live looked manner matter mean mind Morrison moved movement murmured nature never night observed once passed Pedro perhaps raised reason remained Ricardo round Schomberg seemed seen shoulders side sight silence smile sort sound speak stand steps stopped strange suddenly suppose surprised talk tell There's thing thought told tone took trouble turned understand verandah voice waited walked Wang watched whispered woman wonder
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Page 410 - Ah, Davidson, woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love — and to put its trust in life...
Page xv - This bestial apparition and a certain enormous buck nigger encountered in Haiti only a couple of months afterwards, have fixed my conception of blind, furious, unreasoning rage, as manifested in the human animal, to the end of my days. Of the nigger I used to dream for years afterwards.
Page 199 - Funny position, wasn't it? The boredom came later, when we lived together on board his ship. I had, in a moment of inadvertence, created for myself a tie. How to define it precisely I don't know. One gets attached in a way to people one has done something for. But is that friendship? I am not sure what it was. I only know that he who forms a tie is lost. The germ of corruption has entered into his soul.
Page 94 - For every age is fed on illusions, lest men should renounce life early and the human race come to an end.
Page 167 - No, unless by native craft," said Schomberg. Ricardo nodded, satisfied. Both these white men looked on native life as a mere play of shadows. A play of shadows the dominant race could walk through unaffected and disregarded in the pursuit of its incomprehensible aims and needs.
Page 219 - Of the stratagems of life the most cruel is the consolation of love — the most subtle, too; for the desire is the bed of dreams. He turned the pages of the little volume, "Storm and Dust," glancing here and there at the broken text of reflections, maxims, short phrases, enigmatical sometimes and sometimes eloquent.
Page 3 - Victory— that we all live in an "age in which we are camped like bewildered travellers in a garish, unrestful hotel...
Page 201 - And this was true. He was still under the fresh sortilege of their common life, the surprise of novelty, the flattered vanity of his possession of this woman; for a man must feel that, unless he has ceased to be masculine. Her eyes moved in his direction, rested on him, then returned to their stare into the deeper gloom at the foot of the straight tree-trunks, whose spreading crowns were slowly withdrawing their shade. The warm air stirred slightly about her motionless head. She would not look at...
Page 113 - Schomberg's argument was met by Mr. Jones's statement that one must do something to kill time. Killing time was not forbidden. For the rest, being in a communicative mood, Mr. Jones said languidly and in a voice indifferent, as if issuing from a tomb, that he depended on himself, as if the world were still one great, wild jungle without law.
Page 187 - Do you know what I was thinking of?" he asked. "No," she said. Her tone betrayed always a shade of anxiety, as though she were never certain how a conversation with him would end. She leaned on the guard-rail by his side. "No," she repeated. "What was it?" She waited. Then, rather with reluctance than shyness, she asked: "Were you thinking of me?" "I was wondering when you would come out," said Heyst, still without looking at the girl — to whom, after several experimental essays in combining detached...