Stephen Crane Short Quotes

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The red sun was pasted in the sky like a wafer.

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He had fought like a pagan who defends his religion.

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Sometimes, the most profound of awakenings come wrapped in the quietest of moments.

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Perhaps an individual must consider his own death to be the final phenomenon of nature.

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The man had arrived at that stage of drunkenness where affection is felt for the universe.

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It was not well to drive men into final corners; at those moments they could all develop teeth and claws.

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He had been to touch the great death, and found that, after all, it was but the great death. He was a man.

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There is nothing-
No life,
No joy,
No pain-
There is nothing save opinion,
And opinion be damned.

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It was surprising that Nature had gone tranquilly on with her golden process in the midst of so much devilment.

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When the suicide arrived at the sky, the people there asked him: "Why?" He replied: "Because no one admired me.

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Tradition, thou art for suckling children, Thou art the enlivening milk for babes, But no meat for men is in thee.

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He saw that it was an ironical thing for him to be running thus toward that which he had been at such pains to avoid.

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A serious prophet upon predicting a flood should be the first man to climb a tree. This would demonstrate that he was indeed a seer.

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A man said to the universe:
"Sir I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."

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Think as I think," said a man, "or you are abominably wicked; you are a toad." And after I thought of it, I said, "I will, then, be a toad.

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If there is a witness to my little life,
To my tiny throes and struggles,
He sees a fool;
And it is not fine for gods to menace fools.

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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.

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In the swirling rain that came at dusk the broad avenue glistened with that deep bluish tint which is so widely condemned when it is put into pictures.

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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.

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Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

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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.

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Tell her this And more,— That the king of the seas Weeps too, old, helpless man. The bustling fates Heap his hands with corpses Until he stands like a child With surplus of toys.

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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.

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At times he regarded the wounded soldiers in an envious way. He conceived persons with torn bodies to be peculiarly happy. He wished that he, too, had a wound, a red badge of courage.

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It perhaps might be said—if any one dared—that the most worthless literature of the world has been that which has been written by the men of one nation concerning the men of another.

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I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never—" "You lie," he cried,
And ran on.

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When it came night, the white waves paced to and fro in the moonlight, and the wind brought the sound of the great sea's voice to the men on shore, and they felt that they could then be interpreters.

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