Kisses Are The Remnants Of Paradise.

The Vilest Scramble For Loot That Ever Disfigured The History Of Human Conscience.

He Has To Live In The Midst Of The Incomprehensible, Which Is Also Detestable.

But It Is Like A Running Blaze On A Plain, Like A Flash Of Lightning In The Clouds. We Live In The Flicker - May It Last As Long As The Old Earth Keeps Rolling!

Violence Is Not A Catalyst But A Diversion.

Conrad Placed On The Title Page An Epigraph Taken From Edmund Spenser's The Faerie Queene: "sleep After Toyle, Port After Stormie Seas, Ease After Warre, Death After Life, Does Greatly Please" This Also Became Conrad's Epitaph.