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The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.

James Joyce

Jesus was a bachelor and never lived with a woman. Surely living with a woman is one of the most difficult things a man has to do, and he never did it.
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Difficult Men Religion Woman
You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Death Shine Sun Yourself
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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Laughter Life Love Thinking
A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
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Inspirational Learning Mistake
Absence, the highest form of presence.
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Absence One Liner Philosophy Presence
Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to discover America.
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Inspirational Respect
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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Cold Enough Yourself
People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.
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Hypocrite People
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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Brother Life Men Ourselves Walk Wife
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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Existence Human Language Oneself
I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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Desire Love World
God made food; the devil the cooks.
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Devil Food God Human
Wipe your glasses with what you know.
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Glasses Wipe Yourself
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
Ask no questions and you’ll hear no lies.
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Funny Lying
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
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Beautiful Cry Music Quiet Word

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