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Stephen Crane quotes

American Writer November 1, 1871 – June 5, 1900

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Within him, as he hurled himself forward, was born a love, a despairing fondness for this flag which was near him. It was a creation of beauty and invulnerability. It was a goddess, radiant, that bended its form with an imperious gesture to him. It was a woman, red and white, hating and loving, that called him with the voice of his hopes. Because no harm could come to it he endowed it with power. He kept near, as if it could be a saver of lives, and an imploring cry went from his mind. Stephen Crane
And it was as if fate had betrayed the soldier. In death it exposed to his enemies that poverty which in life he had perhaps concealed from his friends. Stephen Crane
Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said: "Is it good, friend?"It is bitter - bitter," he answered;"But I like it. Because it is bitter, And because it is my heart. Stephen Crane
A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come."And I was overjoyed at this. Together we hastened. Soon, too soon, were we. Where my eyes were useless, And I knew not the ways of my feet. I clung to the hand of my friend; But at last he cried, "I am lost. Stephen Crane
There were many who went in huddled procession,They knew not wither,But, at any rate, success or calamityWould attend all in equality.There was one who sought a new road,He went into direful thickets,And ultimately he died thus, alone;But they said he had courage. Stephen Crane
Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the affrighted steed ran on alone, Do not weep. War is kind. Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men were born to drill and die. The unexplained glory flies above them, Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom -A field where a thousand corpses lie. Do not weep, babe, for war is kind. Stephen Crane
XXVIII"Truth," said a traveller,"Is a rock, a mighty fortress;"Often have I been to it,"Even to its highest tower,"From whence the world looks black."Truth," said a traveller,"Is a breath, a wind,"A shadow, a phantom;"Long have I pursued it,"But never have I touched "The hem of its garment."And I believed the second traveller; For truth was to me. A breath, a wind, A shadow, a phantom, And never had I touched. The hem of its garment. Stephen Crane
A singular disadvantage of the sea lies in the fact that after successfully surmounting one wave you discover another behind it just as important and just as nervously anxious to do something effective in the way of swamping boats. In a ten-foot dinghy one can get an idea of the resources of the sea in the line of waves that is not probable to the average experience, which is never at sea in a dinghy. Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane quote: "Mother, whose heart hung humble as a button the bright..."
Mother, whose heart hung humble as a button the bright splendid shroud of your son, Do not weep. War is kind. Stephen Crane
When it occurs to a man that nature does not regard him as important, and that she feels she would not maim the universe by disposing of him, he at first wishes to throw bricks at the temple, and he hates deeply the fact that there are no bricks and no temples. Stephen Crane
The ranks opened covertly to avoid the corpse. The invulnerable dead man forced a way for himself. The youth looked keenly at the ashen face. The wind raised the tawny beard. It moved as if a hand were stroking it. He vaguely desired to walk around and around the body and stare; the impulse of the living to try to read in dead eyes the answer to the Question. Stephen Crane
When the prophet, a complacent fat man, Arrived at the mountain-top He cried: "Woe to my knowledge! I intended to see good white lands And bad black lands— But the scene is grey. Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane quote: "Perhaps an individual must consider his own death to be the..."
Perhaps an individual must consider his own death to be the final phenomenon of nature. Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane quote: "As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army..."
As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors. Stephen Crane
If I am going to be drowned? if I am going to be drowned? if I am going to be drowned, why in the name of the seven mad gods who rule the sea, was I allowed to come thus far and contemplate land and trees? Stephen Crane

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