A learned man came to me once. He said, "I know the way, -- come." And I was overjoyed at this. Together we hastened. Soon, too soon, were we Where my eyes were useless, And I knew not the ways of my feet. I clung to the hand of my friend;But at last he cried, "I am lost.

— Stephen Crane

A man with a full stomach and the respect of his fellows had no business to scold about anything that he might think to be wrong in the ways of the universe, or even with the ways of society. Let the unfortunates rail; the others may play marbles.

— Stephen Crane

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.

— Stephen Crane

But as the girl timidly accosted him, he gave a convulsive movement and saved his respectability by a vigorous side-step. He did not risk it to save a soul. For how was he to know that there was a soul before him that needed saving?

— Stephen Crane

Camp fires, like red, peculiar blossoms, dotted the night.

— Stephen Crane

Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind. Because your lover threw wild hands toward the sky And the frighted 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

Every sin is the result of a collaboration

— Stephen Crane

He did not consider public opinion to be accurate at long range.

— Stephen Crane

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.

— Stephen Crane

His face had been twisted into an expression of every agony he had imagined for his friend.

— Stephen Crane