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Recently I have been inserting quotes (which are actually excerpts) from the literature of Joseph Conrad. He wrote adventure novels which always took a closer character analysis of his heroes than most of the same genre of films today. Even Apocalypse Now which was taken in basis from from his book Heart of Darkness does not quite convey the somber, sinister tone which prevailed throughout the work. In addition, Heart of Darkness centered on man’s isolationism and feeble-minded ways, rather than actual insanity, which increased the drama without an actor’s human depiction. (Sorry, Marlon! I think you’re a great actor!)
In all his writing he had a wonderful capability of bringing truth to light out of very complex characters in their even more complex situations and predicaments
Lord Jim was certainly his finest work with passages that remain in your head forever as if you have memorized them by rote, and not had them burned in your brain with the hot iron of his genius. His other works, equally as important include Victory, Almayer’s Folly, Outcast of the Islands, The Nigger of the Narcissus, Youth, Typhoon, The Secret Agent, Chance , Victory, Tales of Unrest, Romance, Nostromo, The Mirror of the Sea, The Secret Sharer, Under Western Eyes, A Personal Record (autobiography), The Shadow Line, The Arrow of Gold, The Rescue, The Rover and Suspense.
All of it came out of his own adventures of his early adulthood as a sailor/adventurer He was born Jozef Teodor Konrad Nalecz Korzeniowski, December 3, 1857 in a part of Russia which had once been under Polish rule. Orphaned as a teen-ager, he became a sailor of the Mediterranean in the French Merchant Marine.
For four years he sailed the French West Indies gathering experiences and material for literature. His involvement in a Latin-American revolution, gun smuggling to Spain in support of Don Carlos VII, in pistol duels over women, gambling in Monte Carlo are somewhat speculative but certainly rings of truth in his books.
From his already well-known French capabilities, he taught himself English and started working with the British Merchant marine, passed a master’s exam, moving easily from seaman to captain. He traveled the South Seas, Borneo and the Orient and in clipper ships to Australia and the Malay Archipelago.
It wasn’t until the age of thirty-two that he decided to write. He quit sailing after becoming ill in the Congo and settled in England, married and had two sons.
Described as nervous, introverted and gloomy by critics, journalists and biographers his command of writing English is still unequalled by non-native and native English writers alike. His friends were Henry James, Stephen Crane, Ford Madox Ford and John Galsworthy. He described writing as an agony, but his capabilities of depicting the human condition, in all its contemplations, still ring true.
His words on Heart of Darkness: (une) "histoire farouche d’un journaliste qui devient chef de station a’ l’interieur et se fait adorer par une tribu de sauvages. Ainsi decrit le sujet a l’air rigolo, mais il ne l’est pas."
He died on August 3, 1924, while writing, at the age of 66.
"I was deeply moved at my responsibility and at her distress. I would have given anything for the power to soothe her frail soul, tormenting itself in its invincible ignorance. like a small bird beating about the cruel wires of a cage. Nothing easier than to say, "Have no fear!" Nothing more difficult. How does one kill fear, I wonder? How do you shoot a spectre through the heart, slash off its spectral head, take it by its spectral throat? It is an enterprise you rush into while you dream, and are glad to make your escape with wet hair and every limb shaking. The bullet is not run, the blade not forged, the man not born; even the winged words of truth drop at your feet like lumps of lead. You require for such a desperate encounter an enchanted and poisoned shaft dipped in a lie too subtle to be found on earth. An enterprise for a dream, my masters!"
The Castle Lady always wishes you love…
Wisdom from Beyonce’: "When I’m in love, I’m there 100 percent, but if I don’t trust someone, if I’m not totally there because of (that), then I’m not going to waste my time. I want to have a family. I want to be happy."