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

Tell her this

— Stephen Crane

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

— Stephen Crane

Every sin is the result of a collaboration.

— Stephen Crane

The word is clear only to the kind who on peak or plain, from dark northern ice-fields to the hot wet jungles, through all wine and want, through lies and unfamiliar truth, dark or light, are governed by the unknown gods, and though each man knows the law, no man may give tongue to it.

— Stephen Crane

None of them knew the color of the sky. Their eyes glanced level, and were fastened upon the waves that swept toward them. These waves were of the hue of slate, save for the tops, which were of foaming white, and all of the men knew the colors of the sea. The horizon narrowed and widened, and dipped and rose, and at all times its edge was jagged with waves that seemed thrust up in points like rocks.

— Stephen Crane

A singular disadvantage of the sea lies in the fact that after successfully surmounting one wave you discover that there is another behind it just as important and just as nervously anxious to do something effective in the way of swamping boats.

— 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 sand and trees?

— Stephen Crane

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.

— Stephen Crane

The cold passed reluctantly from the earth, and the retiring fogs revealed an army stretched out on the hills, resting. As the landscape changed from brown to green, the army awakened, and began to tremble with eagerness at the noise of rumors.

— Stephen Crane

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

— Stephen Crane

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.

— Stephen Crane

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

— Stephen Crane

He had fought like a pagan who defends his religion.

— Stephen Crane

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

— Stephen Crane

In the desertAnd because it is my heart."

— Stephen Crane

If there is a witness to my little life,And it is not fine for gods to menace fools.

— Stephen Crane

Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, A field where a thousand corpses lie.

— Stephen Crane

Swift blazing flag of the regiment,And a field where a thousand corpses lie.

— Stephen Crane

The wayfarer, "Doubtless there are other roads."

— Stephen Crane

A man said to the universe:A sense of obligation."

— Stephen Crane