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...woman got off the rope and I slid down it. It must have been a 12-ft. drop and the lifeboat was jumping to the swell. But my arms felt strong and I landed right in the middle and scrambled to the side...
...remember being pinned between the gunwale of the lifeboat and a rope which was held taut across my chest. The davits were within a few feet. Beneath me was a tangled mass of ropes, oars, iron and foaming water. I saw the red-faced man disappear into this turmoil, and then I was in it myself. There was a roar of rushing water, which almost but not quite obliterated the noise of screaming...
...first thing that struck me was that the sun was shining, and that the great ship had completely disappeared. ... I came up within a foot of a life raft (one of those yard-square contraptions which are festooned with rope and wooden handgrips) and caught hold of it. Somebody was close to me in the water. Looking back, I am more and more amazed by the unreality of the whole affair. I remember being seriously worried as to the propriety of scrambling on top of this raft. I was not au fait with ocean etiquette. For all I knew, good...
...past heaps of oil-soaked waste to the ship's fuel tanks. When all was ready, Very signal pistols and long matches were used to touch off the fire everywhere at once. Within an hour of ordering his ship's destruction, Captain Daehne slid last down a rope into his motor launch, confident that no Briton could board what soon became a sinking inferno...
Tropic of Cancer was a dizzying personal record of sexual adventure, straycat poverty and street wanderings in Paris, formless and plotless in any classical sense, savagely anti-artistic. Its end-of-the-rope eloquence was, however, apprentice work compared with Tropic of Capricorn, which deals with Miller's jobholding and job-avoiding life in Manhattan and Brooklyn before he went to Paris. Written in a naked language not of literature but of a man's talking, unquotable except by the page, Tropic of Capricorn would mean plenty to countless men-in-the-street. The "dithyrambic prose" which excited...