And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
JAMES JOYCEHe found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible.
More James Joyce Quotes
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There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
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We are all born in the same way but we all die in different ways.
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Love loves to love love.
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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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I am proud to be an emotionalist.
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To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.
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O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?
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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 supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.
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All fiction is autobiographical fantasy.
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Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
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Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
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All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
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