He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible.
JAMES JOYCEWe are all born in the same way but we all die in different ways.
More James Joyce Quotes
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Let my country die for me.
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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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I care not if I live but a day and a night, so long as my deeds live after me.
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Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
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Places remember events.
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Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
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One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot.
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There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
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Sentimentality is unearned emotion.
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Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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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.
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There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Shut your eyes and see.
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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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They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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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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A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
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An Irishman needs three things : silence, cunnning, and exile.
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Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
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The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.
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Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
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And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.
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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.
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All fiction is autobiographical fantasy.
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