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Absence, the highest form of presence.

James Joyce

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.
JAMES JOYCE

Experience Life Race Reality Soul Time
There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Friendship Old
Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
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End Time
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Balance Happiness Hunt Lost Mind
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
The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.
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Art Life Spring
Life is too short to read a bad book.
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Book Life Reading
The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is another question.
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Artist Beautiful Creation
Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
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Memories Moments Secret Stars
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
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Change Faith Light Soul
Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
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Future Mindset Past
I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad.
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Adventure Home Reality Reflection
A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
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Discover Genius Life Man Mistake Spiritual
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
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Discover Inspirational One Liner
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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Death Life Philosophy True
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

Absence, the highest form of presence.

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