Time’s ruins build eternity’s mansions.
JAMES JOYCEAll fiction is autobiographical fantasy.
More James Joyce Quotes
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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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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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There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial.
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A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
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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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To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life.
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What’s in a name? That is what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours.
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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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I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
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The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.
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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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Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.
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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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In the particular is contained the universal.
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They lived and laughed and loved and left.
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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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O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it?
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The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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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.
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History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
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Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
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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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Let my country die for me.
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