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 JOYCEI’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that’s the only way of insuring one’s immortality.
More James Joyce Quotes
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All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
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His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
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Absence, the highest form of presence.
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Love loves to love love.
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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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They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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You can still die when the sun is shining.
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A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
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Fall if you will, but rise you must.
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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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People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
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Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!
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A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
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