In other words, he gives into his id constantly throughout the story, resulting in the loss of his soul. His one moral for himself not to break is lying. At the end of the book, Marlow breaks his own moral. “I pulled myself together and spoke slowly. 'The last word he pronounced was—your name.' I heard a light sigh and then my heart stood still, stopped dead short by an exulting and terrible cry, by the cry of inconceivable triumph and of unspeakable pain” (116, 117). This dark image is of Marlow’s soul screaming, and breaking out of his chest. From this point to the time he told this story, Marlow is no longer a person of rational though, which makes him unreliable, which is why Conrad chose for him not to be the narrator. Marlow doesn't know his own story. By the end, Marlow had lost his
In other words, he gives into his id constantly throughout the story, resulting in the loss of his soul. His one moral for himself not to break is lying. At the end of the book, Marlow breaks his own moral. “I pulled myself together and spoke slowly. 'The last word he pronounced was—your name.' I heard a light sigh and then my heart stood still, stopped dead short by an exulting and terrible cry, by the cry of inconceivable triumph and of unspeakable pain” (116, 117). This dark image is of Marlow’s soul screaming, and breaking out of his chest. From this point to the time he told this story, Marlow is no longer a person of rational though, which makes him unreliable, which is why Conrad chose for him not to be the narrator. Marlow doesn't know his own story. By the end, Marlow had lost his