Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
JAMES JOYCEThink you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
More James Joyce Quotes
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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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Think you’re escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
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Shut your eyes and see.
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Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
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A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
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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.
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A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
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Jesus was a bachelor and never lived with a woman. Surely living with a woman is one of the most difficult things a man has to do, and he never did it.
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Love loves to love love.
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There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence. You can see for yourself how many different ways they might be arranged.
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Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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I’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.
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People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
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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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To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.
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I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
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Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
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Life is too short to read a bad book.
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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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All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.
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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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The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.
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There’s no friends like the old friends.
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We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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