|"flabby, pretending, weak-eyed devil"
||[Nov. 12th, 2006|11:34 pm]
I want to post, but for some reason I don't feel inspired to say much of anything in particular. So I'm going to break a rule and quote.
Here's something random from Heart of Darkness, which is in no way a comment on anything. I just like it:
'I heard his very last words....' I stopped in a fright. </p>
" 'Repeat them,' she murmured in a heartbroken tone. 'I want - I want - something - something - to - to live with.'
"I was on the point of crying at her, 'Don't you hear them?' The dusk was repeating them in a persistent whisper all around us, in a whisper that seemed to swell menacingly like the first whisper of a rising wind. 'The horror! The horror!'
" 'His last word - to live with,' she insisted. 'Don't you understand I loved him - I loved him - I loved him!'
"I pulled myself together and spoke slowly.
" 'The last word he pronounced was - your name.'
"I heard a light sigh and then my heart stood still, stopped dead short by an exulting and terrible cry, by the cry of inconceivable triumph and of unspeakable pain. 'I knew it - I was sure!' . . . She knew. She was sure. I heard her weeping; she had hidden her face in her hands. It seemed to me that the house would collapse before I could escape, that the heavens would fall upon my head. But nothing happened. The heavens do not fall for such a trifle. Would they have fallen, I wonder, if I had rendered Kurtz that justice which was his due? Hadn't he said he wanted only justice? But I couldn't. I could not tell her. It would have been too dark too dark altogether...."