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What’s in a name? That is what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours.

James Joyce

I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
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Myself Space Time
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
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Establishment Inspirational Passion Work
I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence. You can see for yourself how many different ways they might be arranged.
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Different Order Perfection Word Writing
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
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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Funny Sad
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Balance Happiness Hunt Lost Mind
In the particular is contained the universal.
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Philosophy Space
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
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Availability Drinking Masturbation Sex
Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas.
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Ideas Thinking
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Dream History Truth
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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Death End Himself Live Soul
People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
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Flower People
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
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Family Love Mom World
There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
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Atheist Philosophy Religion
Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Curves Emotion Government Intellectual Men

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