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

James Joyce

Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
JAMES JOYCE

Age Glory Passion World
A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
JAMES JOYCE

Discover Genius Life Man Mistake Spiritual
Wipe your glasses with what you know.
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Glasses Wipe Yourself
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
I care not if I live but a day and a night, so long as my deeds live after me.
JAMES JOYCE

Care Live Night
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
JAMES JOYCE

Charm Lose Make Up Woman
Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
JAMES JOYCE

Availability Drinking Masturbation Sex
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
Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Curves Emotion Government Intellectual Men
In the particular is contained the universal.
JAMES JOYCE

Philosophy Space
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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Heaven Science Stars
Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
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End Time
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
JAMES JOYCE

Fools Herself Name
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
JAMES JOYCE

Discover Inspirational One Liner
Sentimentality is unearned emotion.
JAMES JOYCE

Emotion One Liner Sentimental
One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot.
JAMES JOYCE

Existence Human Language Oneself

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

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