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.
JAMES JOYCEA man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
More James Joyce Quotes
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An Irishman needs three things : silence, cunnning, and exile.
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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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One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot.
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It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.
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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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White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
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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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I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
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We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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While you have a thing it can be taken from you, but when you give it, you have given it. No robber can take it from you. It is yours then forever when you have given it. It will be yours always. That is to give.
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Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
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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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Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
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The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lifetime.
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