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Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

James Joyce

Love loves to love love.
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Funny Life Love One Liner
Sentimentality is unearned emotion.
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Emotion One Liner Sentimental
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
JAMES JOYCE

Forever Future Past Philosophy Present
You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Death Shine Sun Yourself
Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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Civilization Creation
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
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Beautiful Life Simplicity
Life is too short to read a bad book.
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Book Life Reading
His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead.
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Death End Himself Live Soul
Your battles inspired me – not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.
JAMES JOYCE

Battle Inspirational Mindset
O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?
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Men Mind Understand
Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
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Forever Ruin Time
Absence, the highest form of presence.
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Absence One Liner Philosophy Presence
Fall if you will, but rise you must.
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Fall Inspirational One Liner Rise
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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Fools Herself Name
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Dream History Truth
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

Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

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Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

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