Stephen Crane Quotes About Lying

• Half of tradition is a lie.

  Stephen Crane

  Lying, Half, Tradition

• Philosophy should always know that indifference is a militant thing. It batters down the walls of cities and murders the women and children amid the flames and the purloining of altar vessels. When it goes away it leaves smoking ruins, where lie citizens bayonetted through the throat. It is not a children's pastime like mere highway robbery.

  Stephen Crane

  Wisdom, Children, Wall

  Stephen Crane (2015). “Men, Women, and Boats”, p.181, The Floating Press

• 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. Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment, Little souls who thirst for fight, These men were born to drill and die. The unexplained glory flies above them, Great is the battle-god, great, and his kingdom -A field where a thousand corpses lie. Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.

  Stephen Crane

  Lying, War, Fighting

  Stephen Crane (1899). “War Is Kind”, p.4, Library of Alexandria

• 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

• Unwind my riddle.Cruel as hawks the hours fly;Wounded men seldom come home to die;The hard waves see an arm flung high;Scorn hits strong because of a lie;Yet there exists a mystic tie.Unwind my riddle.

  Stephen Crane

  Strong, Lying, Home

  Stephen Crane (2016). “Wounds in the Rain”, p.39, 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

  Lying, Wine, Dark

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

• 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.

  Stephen Crane

  Lying, Men, Horizon

  Stephen Crane (2016). “War Is Kind and Other Poems”, p.8, Courier Dover Publications

• Rápida bandera flameante del regimiento,Águila con cresta roja y dorada,Estos hombres nacieron para perforar y morir.Señálales la virtud de la matanza,Explícales la excelencia de matarY un campo donde yacen mil cadáveres.

  Stephen Crane

  Lying, Men, Eagles

  Stephen Crane (2005). “The Red Badge of Courage and Other Stories”, p.248, Penguin

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