Joseph Conrad

Joseph Conrad

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Portrait of Joseph Conrad Joseph Conrad Almayer's Folly — Chapter XII (1895)

In that manner did Almayer move into his new house. He took possession of the new ruin, and in the undying folly of his heart set himself to wait in anxiety and pain for that forgetfulness which was so slow to come. He had done all he could. Every vestige of Nina's existence had been destroyed; and now with every sunrise he asked himself whether the longed-for oblivion would come before sunset, whether it would come before he died? He wanted to live only long enough to be able to forget, and the tenacity of his memory filled him with dread and horror of death
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Portrait of Joseph Conrad Joseph Conrad Almayer's Folly — Chapter XII (1895)

Those few who saw Almayer during the short period of his remaining days were always impressed by the sight of that face that seemed to know nothing of what went on within: like the blank wall of a prison enclosing sin, regrets, and pain, and wasted life, in the cold indifference of mortar and stones.
"What is there to forgive?" asked Nina, not addressing Almayer directly, but more as if arguing with herself. "Can I not live my own life as you have lived yours?
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Portrait of Joseph Conrad Joseph Conrad Almayer's Folly — Chapter XII (1895)

Why?" asked Almayer, indifferently.
"I came to ask you. My Ranee smiles when looking at the man she loves. It is the white woman that is crying now. You would know."
Almayer shrugged his shoulders and turned away again towards the sea.
"Go, Tuan Putih," urged Dain. "Go to her; her tears are more terrible to me than the anger of gods."
"Are they? You will see them more than once. She told me she could not live without you," answered Almayer, speaking without the faintest spark of expression in his face, "so it behoves you to go to her quick, for fear you may find her dead."
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