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The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.

James Joyce

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
Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
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End Time
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
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Charm Lose Make Up Woman
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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Heaven Science Stars
His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
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Heart Love Romantic
Shut your eyes and see.
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Eyes One Liner See
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
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Age Glory Passion World
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
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Change Faith Light Soul
People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.
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Hypocrite People
I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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Desire Love World
The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is another question.
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Artist Beautiful Creation
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
In the particular is contained the universal.
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Philosophy Space
The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lifetime.
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Life Love
Love loves to love love.
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Funny Life Love One Liner
Let my country die for me.
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Country Death Myself One Liner
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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Existence Human Language Oneself
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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Experience Life Race Reality Soul Time
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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Fools Herself Name
Thought is the thought of thought.
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Deep One Liner Thinking
My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial.
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Funny
I am proud to be an emotionalist.
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Emotion Instagram Captions Proud
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
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Discover Inspirational One Liner
We are all born in the same way but we all die in different ways.
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Born Death Different Way
Life is too short to read a bad book.
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Book Life Reading
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
There’s no friends like the old friends.
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Friendship Old

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