Quotes by Joseph Conrad

We live as we dream - alone.

A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.

They wanted facts. Facts! They demanded facts from him, as if facts could explain anything.

But the truth was that he died from solitude, the enemy known but to few on this Earth, and whom only the simplest of us are fit to withstand. The brilliant Costaguanaro of the boulevards had died from solitude and want of faith in himself and others.

All a man can betray is his conscience.