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Heart of Darkness: A Look Inside the Book!

  • From page 75: “One evening as I was lying flat on the deck of my steamboat, I heard voices approaching—and there were the nephew and the uncle strolling along the bank. I laid my head on my arm again, and had nearly lost myself in a doze, when somebody said in my ear, as it were: ‘I am as harmless as a little child, but I don’t like to be dictated to. Am I the manager—or am I not? I was ordered to send him there. It’s incredible’. . . . I became aware that the two were standing on the shore alongside the forepart of the steamboat, just below my head. I did not move; it did not occur to me to move: I was sleepy.” INK AND MARKER ON WATERCOLOR PAPER
  • From Page 77: “‘Ivory,’ jerked the nephew; ‘lots of it—prime sort—lots—most annoying, from him.’” INK ON WATERCOLOR PAPER
  • From Page 79: “Each station should be like a beacon on the road towards better things, a center for trade of course, but also for humanizing, improving, instructing.” INK AND MARKER ON WATERCOLOR PAPER Block HTML text
  • From Page 81: “Going up that river was like traveling back to the earliest beginnings of the world, when vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings. An empty stream, a great silence, an impenetrable forest. The air was warm, thick, heavy, sluggish. There was no joy in the brilliance of sunshine. The long stretches of the waterway ran on, deserted, into the gloom of overshadowed distances.” INK ON WATERCOLOR PAPER
  • From Page 83: “. . . it came in the shape of an unrestful and noisy dream, remembered with wonder amongst the overwhelming realities of this strange world of plants, and water, and silence. And this stillness of life did not in the least resemble a peace. It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention. It looked at you with a vengeful aspect.” INK AND MARKER ON WATERCOLOR PAPER
  • From Page 85: “We had enlisted some of these chaps on the way for a crew. Fine fellows—cannibals—in their place.” INK AND MARKER ON WATERCOLOR PAPER
  • From Page 87: “At night sometimes the roll of drums behind the curtain of trees would run up the river and remain sustained faintly, as if hovering in the air high over our heads, till the first break of day.” INK AND MARKER ON WATERCOLOR PAPER
  • From Page 89: “The mind of man is capable of anything—because everything is in it, all the past as well as all the future.” INK ON WATERCOLOR PAPER

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