Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?
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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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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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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There’s many a true word spoken in jest.
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You can still die when the sun is shining.
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They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
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People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
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Absence, the highest form of presence.
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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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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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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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A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
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I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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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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Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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