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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.

James Joyce

I am proud to be an emotionalist.
JAMES JOYCE

Emotion Instagram Captions Proud
All fiction is autobiographical fantasy.
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Fantasy Fiction
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.
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Dream History Truth
I’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that’s the only way of insuring one’s immortality.
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Argument Forever Way Writing
Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to discover America.
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Inspirational Respect
The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.
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Fall Light Music
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
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Forever Future Past Philosophy Present
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.
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Sympathy Togetherness
You can still die when the sun is shining.
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Death Shine Sun Yourself
There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
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Atheist Philosophy Religion
God made food; the devil the cooks.
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Devil Food God Human
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
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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Eyes Heart Himself Life Past Story
Your battles inspired me – not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.
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Battle Inspirational Mindset
To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.
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Greatness Humble Life Teacher
I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world.
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Desire Love World

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