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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;

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
Rocks, Wind, Long
Stephen Crane (1998). “War Is Kind and Other Poems”, p.10, Courier Corporation

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

Stephen Crane
Sky, Red, Sun
The Red Badge of Courage ch. 9 (1895)

A very little boy stood upon a heap of gravel for the honour of Rum Alley. He was throwing stones at howling urchins from Devil's Row, who were circling madly about the heap and pelting him. His infantile countenance was livid with the fury of battle. His small body was writhing in the delivery of oaths.

Stephen Crane
Book, Boys, Devil
Stephen Crane (2005). “Maggie: A Girl of the Streets & Other Stories”, p.1, Wordsworth Editions

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

Stephen Crane
Suicide, Sky, People
Stephen Crane (1984). “Prose and Poetry”, p.1346, Library of America

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
Lying, Average, Sea
Stephen Crane (1993). “The Open Boat and Other Stories”, p.58, Courier Corporation

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
Lying, Wine, Dark
Stephen Crane (2014). “Stories from the War (Annotated Edition)”, p.161, Jazzybee Verlag

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
Army, Fog, Rumor
Stephen Crane “The Red Badge of Courage”, Lulu.com

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.

Stephen Crane
Kings, Children, Fate
Stephen Crane (1984). “Prose and Poetry”, p.1312, Library of America

Such an assemblage of the spraddle-legged men of the middle class, whose hands were bent and shoulders stooped from delving and constructing, had never appeared to an Asbury Park summer crowd, and the latter was vaguely amused.

Stephen Crane
Summer, Men, Hands
Stephen Crane (1984). “Prose and Poetry”, p.463, Library of America

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