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Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?

James Joyce

History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
JAMES JOYCE

Dream History Truth
In the particular is contained the universal.
JAMES JOYCE

Philosophy Space
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 JOYCE

Death End Himself Live Soul
The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is another question.
JAMES JOYCE

Artist Beautiful Creation
Children must be educated by love, not punishment.
JAMES JOYCE

Children Education Love Punishment
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 JOYCE

Eyes Heart Himself Life Past Story
Shut your eyes and see.
JAMES JOYCE

Eyes One Liner See
There’s no friends like the old friends.
JAMES JOYCE

Friendship Old
Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
JAMES JOYCE

Escape Home Inspirational Life Run
O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?
JAMES JOYCE

Men Mind Understand
While you have a thing it can be taken from you, but when you give it, you have given it. No robber can take it from you. It is yours then forever when you have given it. It will be yours always. That is to give.
JAMES JOYCE

Forever Generosity
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
JAMES JOYCE

Family Love Mom World
Let my country die for me.
JAMES JOYCE

Country Death Myself One Liner
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
JAMES JOYCE

Beautiful Life Simplicity
His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
JAMES JOYCE

Heart Love Romantic
Absence, the highest form of presence.
JAMES JOYCE

Absence One Liner Philosophy Presence

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