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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.

James Joyce

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

Heart Love Romantic
The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.
JAMES JOYCE

Fall Light Music
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
JAMES JOYCE

Fools Herself Name
Ask no questions and you’ll hear no lies.
JAMES JOYCE

Funny Lying
There’s no friends like the old friends.
JAMES JOYCE

Friendship Old
Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
JAMES JOYCE

Availability Drinking Masturbation Sex
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
An Irishman needs three things : silence, cunnning, and exile.
JAMES JOYCE

Humor Silence
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
JAMES JOYCE

Beautiful Cry Music Quiet Word
Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
JAMES JOYCE

Civilization Creation
Sentimentality is unearned emotion.
JAMES JOYCE

Emotion One Liner Sentimental
Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
JAMES JOYCE

Escape Home Inspirational Life Run
We are all born in the same way but we all die in different ways.
JAMES JOYCE

Born Death Different Way
You can still die when the sun is shining.
JAMES JOYCE

Death Shine Sun Yourself
Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.
JAMES JOYCE

Brother Life Men Ourselves Walk Wife
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
JAMES JOYCE

Heaven Science Stars

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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