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Bury the dead. Say Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.

James Joyce

Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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Civilization Creation
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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Heaven Science Stars
There’s many a true word spoken in jest.
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Truth Word
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Dream History Truth
God made food; the devil the cooks.
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Devil Food God Human
In the particular is contained the universal.
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Philosophy Space
What’s in a name? That is what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours.
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Ourselves Writing
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
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Beautiful Life Simplicity
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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Experience Life Race Reality Soul Time
Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
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Generosity Inspirational
My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial.
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Funny
Ask no questions and you’ll hear no lies.
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Funny Lying
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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Laughter Life Love Thinking
A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
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Inspirational Learning Mistake
Absence, the highest form of presence.
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Absence One Liner Philosophy Presence
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
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Age Glory Passion World

Bury the dead. Say Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.

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