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 JOYCEI am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
More James Joyce Quotes
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It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.
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There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
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The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lifetime.
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Beware the horns of a bull, the heels of the horse, and the smile of an Englishman.
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Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
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Absence, the highest form of presence.
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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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We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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All fiction is autobiographical fantasy.
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The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is another question.
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Wipe your glasses with what you know.
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I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
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His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
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