| Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 410 páginas
...impalpable gray ness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without glory, without the great desire of victory,...great fear of defeat, in a sickly atmosphere of tepid skepticism, without much belief in your own right, and still less in that of your adversary. If such... | |
| Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 402 páginas
...impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without glory, without the great desire of victory,...great fear of defeat, in a sickly atmosphere of tepid skepticism, without much belief in your own right, and still less in that of your adversary. If such... | |
| Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 404 páginas
...yourself — that comes too late — a crop of unextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without... | |
| Joseph Conrad - 1903 - 366 páginas
...yourself — that comes too late — a crop of unextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamour, without... | |
| Ethan Allen Cross - 1928 - 524 páginas
...that comes too late — a [436] crop of unextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without... | |
| 1900 - 874 páginas
...yourself— that comes too late— a crop oí Inextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an Impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without... | |
| Leonard Unger - 1961 - 50 páginas
...indicate some of the facets of the larger and more complex relation. "I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamour, without... | |
| Joseph Conrad - 1990 - 84 páginas
...impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without glory, without the great desire of victory,...great fear of defeat, in a sickly atmosphere of tepid skepticism, without much belief in your own right, and still less in that of your adversary. If such... | |
| William Beers - 1992 - 228 páginas
...yourself that comes too late — a crop of unextinguishable regrets. I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine. It takes place in an impalpable grayness, with nothing underfoot, with nothing around, without spectators, without clamor, without... | |
| Robert Andrews - 1993 - 1214 páginas
..."Posta m bufe" (1939; repr. in Collected Works, vol. 2. 1947). 34 I have wrestled with death. It is often the surfeits of our own behaviour — we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and IOSEPH CONRAD (1857-1924), Polish-born English novelisi. Marlow, in Heart o! Darkness (1902). 35 Death... | |
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