Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.
JAMES JOYCELife is too short to read a bad book.
More James Joyce Quotes
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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
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I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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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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We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?
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Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it.
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Beware the horns of a bull, the heels of the horse, and the smile of an Englishman.
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History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
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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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To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life.
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It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.
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You can still die when the sun is shining.
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The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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