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O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?

James Joyce

All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
JAMES JOYCE

Change Faith Light Soul
You can still die when the sun is shining.
JAMES JOYCE

Death Shine Sun Yourself
There’s many a true word spoken in jest.
JAMES JOYCE

Truth Word
An Irishman needs three things : silence, cunnning, and exile.
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Humor Silence
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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Heaven Science Stars
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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Eyes Heart Himself Life Past Story
And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.
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Eyes Heart Love Mad
To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.
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Greatness Humble Life Teacher
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
O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?
JAMES JOYCE

Men Mind Understand
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
Thought is the thought of thought.
JAMES JOYCE

Deep One Liner Thinking
The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.
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Art Life Spring
Bury the dead. Say Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.
JAMES JOYCE

Death Life Philosophy True
Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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Civilization Creation
We are all born in the same way but we all die in different ways.
JAMES JOYCE

Born Death Different Way

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