Stephen Crane
Stephen Crane
Stephen Cranewas an American poet, novelist, and short story writer. Prolific throughout his short life, he wrote notable works in the Realist tradition as well as early examples of American Naturalism and Impressionism. He is recognized by modern critics as one of the most innovative writers of his generation...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth1 November 1871
CityNewark, NJ
feared man might wiser
A man feared that he might find an assassin; Another that he might find a victim. One was wiser than the other.
feature
It's not a big feature of our life.
badge courage red wishes
He wishes that he, too, had a wound, a red badge of courage.
hands
I don't like my hands tied. I am in misery. What did I say I am?
collaboration sin results
Every sin is the result of collaboration.
profound awakening sometimes
Sometimes, the most profound of awakenings come wrapped in the quietest of moments.
funny men political
A man said to the universe: 'Sir, I exist!' 'However,' replied the universe. 'The fact has not created in me A sense of obligation.
facts obligation
The fact has not created in me A sense of obligation.
dream kings war
These stupid peasants, who, throughout the world, hold potentates on their thrones, make statesmen illustrious, provide generals with lasting victories, all with ignorance, indifference, or half-witted hatred, moving the world with the strength of their arms, and getting their heads knocked together in the name of God, the king, or the stock exchange-immortal, dreaming, hopeless asses, who surrender their reason to the care of a shining puppet, and persuade some toy to carry their lives in his purse.
finals individual phenomenon
Perhaps an individual must consider his own death to be the final phenomenon of nature.
mysterious fraternity danger
A mysterious fraternity born out of smoke and danger of death.
cycling bicycle
Everything is bicycle.
pain joy opinion
There is nothing- No life, No joy, No pain- There is nothing save opinion, And opinion be damned.
gone golden process
It was surprising that Nature had gone tranquilly on with her golden process in the midst of so much devilment.