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

James Joyce

In the particular is contained the universal.
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Philosophy Space
The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is another question.
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Artist Beautiful Creation
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
Wipe your glasses with what you know.
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Glasses Wipe Yourself
Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
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Forever Ruin Time
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
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Change Faith Light Soul
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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Age Glory Passion World
His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
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Heart Love Romantic
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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Establishment Inspirational Passion Work
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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Funny Sad
Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas.
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Ideas Thinking
To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.
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Greatness Humble Life Teacher
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
You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Death Shine Sun Yourself
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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Ourselves Writing
There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Friendship Old

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