Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
JAMES JOYCEHe wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
More James Joyce Quotes
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His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
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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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I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
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I am proud to be an emotionalist.
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Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.
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He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
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There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
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Absence, the highest form of presence.
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Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
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My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial.
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You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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