James Joyce Quotes, Daughter Quotes, Memories Quotes

Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality. It speaks of what seems fantastic and unreal to those who have lost the simple intuitions which are the test of reality; and, as it is often found at war with its age, so it makes no account of history, which is fabled by the daughters of memory.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Daughter Quotes , Memories Quotes

O cold ! O shivery ! It was your ambrosial beauty. Forget, forgive. Kismet. Let me off this once.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Climbing Quotes , Forgiving Quotes

Desire's wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a rose upon the rood of time.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Wind Quotes , Rose Quotes

Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a vehicle of some vague speech and between them he felt an unknown and timid preasure, darker than the swoon of sin, softer than sound or odor.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Brain Quotes , Sound Quotes

There was no doubt about it: if you wanted to succeed you had to go away. You could do nothing in Dublin.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Doubt Quotes , Going Away Quotes

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.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Writing Quotes , Way Quotes

Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned: ----Introibo ad altare Dei.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Morning Quotes , Book Quotes

Sometimes he caught himself listening to the sound of his own voice. He thought that in her eyes he would ascent to an angelical stature; and, as he attached the fervent nature of his companion more and more closely to him, he heard the strange impersonal voice which he recognised as his own, insisting on the soul's incurable lonliness. We cannot give ourselves, it said: we are our own.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Eye Quotes , Voice Quotes

The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lieftime.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Love Quotes , Life Quotes

And when all was said and done the lies a fellow told about himself couldn't probably hold a proverbial candle to the wholesale whoppers other fellows coined about him.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Lying Quotes , Deceit Quotes

A wild angel had appeared to him, the angel of mortal youth and beauty, an envoy from the fair courts of life, to throw open before him in an instant of ecstasy the gates of all the ways of error and glory.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Angel Quotes , Errors Quotes

Like the tender fires of stars moments of their life together, that no one knew of or would ever know of, broke upon and illuminated his memory.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Stars Quotes , Memories Quotes

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.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Brother Quotes , Men Quotes

I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Time Quotes , Glasses Quotes

The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Dream Quotes , Heart Quotes

It was cold autumn weather, but in spite of the cold they wandered up and down the roads of the Park for nearly three hours. They agreed to break off their intercourse; every bond, he said, is a bond to sorrow.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Autumn Quotes , Break Off Quotes

Terence O'Ryan heard him and straightway brought him a crystal cup full of the foaming ebon ale which the noble twin brothers Bungiveagh and Bungardilaun brew ever in their divine alevats, cunning as the sons of deathless Leda. For they garner the succulent berries of the hop and mass and sift and bruise and brew them and they mix therewith sour juices and bring the must to the sacred fire and cease not night or day from their toil, those cunning brothers, lords of the vat.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Brother Quotes , Beer Quotes

The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Drinking Quotes , Sacred Quotes

He lived at a little distance from his body, regarding his own acts with doubtful side-glances. He had an odd autobiographical habit which led him to compose in his mind from time to time a short sentence about himself containing a subject in the third person and a verb in the past tense.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Life Quotes , Distance Quotes

Lord, heap miseries upon us yet entwine our arts with laughters low.

5 years ago

Message Copied

Tags : James Joyce Quotes , Art Quotes , Laughter Quotes