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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.

James Joyce

Love loves to love love.
JAMES JOYCE

Funny Life Love One Liner
In the particular is contained the universal.
JAMES JOYCE

Philosophy Space
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
JAMES JOYCE

Charm Lose Make Up Woman
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.
JAMES JOYCE

Different Order Perfection Word Writing
Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
JAMES JOYCE

Future Mindset Past
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
JAMES JOYCE

Beautiful Life Simplicity
Wipe your glasses with what you know.
JAMES JOYCE

Glasses Wipe Yourself
People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
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Flower People
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible.
JAMES JOYCE

Himself Possible World
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.
JAMES JOYCE

Death End Himself Live Soul
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
JAMES JOYCE

Balance Happiness Hunt Lost Mind
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.
JAMES JOYCE

Existence Human Language Oneself
To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life.
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Fall Success
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
JAMES JOYCE

Laughter Life Love Thinking
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
JAMES JOYCE

Dream History Truth

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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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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