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Let my country die for me.

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
He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible.
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Himself Possible World
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
While you have a thing it can be taken from you, but when you give it, you have given it. No robber can take it from you. It is yours then forever when you have given it. It will be yours always. That is to give.
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Forever Generosity
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 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
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Balance Happiness Hunt Lost Mind
Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Curves Emotion Government Intellectual Men
Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
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Forever Ruin Time
There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Friendship Old
My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial.
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Funny
I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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Desire Love World
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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Laughter Life Love Thinking
Sentimentality is unearned emotion.
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Emotion One Liner Sentimental
You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Death Shine Sun Yourself
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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Fools Herself Name

Let my country die for me.

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