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Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

James Joyce

Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
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Memories Moments Secret Stars
Beware the horns of a bull, the heels of the horse, and the smile of an Englishman.
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Animal Smile
Your battles inspired me – not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.
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Battle Inspirational Mindset
Places remember events.
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One Liner Place Remember
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Balance Happiness Hunt Lost Mind
The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lifetime.
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Life Love
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
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Charm Lose Make Up Woman
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.
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Eyes Heart Himself Life Past Story
His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
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Heart Love Romantic
Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
JAMES JOYCE

Experience Life Race Reality Soul Time
Love loves to love love.
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Funny Life Love One Liner
Wipe your glasses with what you know.
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Glasses Wipe Yourself
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
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Beautiful Cry Music Quiet Word
Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Curves Emotion Government Intellectual Men
Thought is the thought of thought.
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Deep One Liner Thinking
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Dream History Truth

Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

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