Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
JAMES JOYCEAn Irishman needs three things : silence, cunnning, and exile.
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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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Absence, the highest form of presence.
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Love loves to love love.
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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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The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.
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Life is too short to read a bad book.
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Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
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There’s no friends like the old friends.
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God made food; the devil the cooks.
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Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?
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Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
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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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You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Wipe your glasses with what you know.
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