His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
JAMES JOYCEThey lived and laughed and loved and left.
More James Joyce Quotes
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His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
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The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lifetime.
JAMES JOYCEThe pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lifetime.
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History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
JAMES JOYCEHistory, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Wipe your glasses with what you know.
JAMES JOYCEWipe your glasses with what you know.
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Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
JAMES JOYCETime’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
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There’s no friends like the old friends.
JAMES JOYCEThere’s no friends like the old friends.
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Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
JAMES JOYCEMistakes are the portals of discovery.
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Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
JAMES JOYCEWhatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
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Life is too short to read a bad book.
JAMES JOYCELife is too short to read a bad book.
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All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
JAMES JOYCEAll Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas.
JAMES JOYCEEvery jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas.
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There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
JAMES JOYCEThere is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
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Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
JAMES JOYCEThink you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
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All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
JAMES JOYCEAll things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
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People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.
JAMES JOYCEPeople could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.
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His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.
JAMES JOYCEHis heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.
JAMES JOYCE


