James Joyce Quotes, Brother Quotes, Men 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.

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British Beatitudes! ... Beer, beef, business, bibles, bulldogs, battleships, buggery and bishops.

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[A writer is] a priest of eternal imagination, transmuting the daily bread of experience into the radiant body of everliving life.

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In this life our sorrows are either not very long or not very great because nature either overcomes them by habits or puts an end to them by sinking under their weight. But in hell the torments cannot be overcome by habit, for while they are of terrible intensity they are at the same time of continual variety, each pain, so to speak, taking fire from another and re-endowing that which has enkindled it with a still fiercer flame.

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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.

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(...) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the size of a fullstop.

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Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.

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A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.

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

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She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male.

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Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.

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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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The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.

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The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. Paintings of Moreau are paintings of ideas. The deepest poetry of Shelley, the words of Hamlet bring our mind into contact with the eternal wisdom; Plato's world of ideas. All the rest is the speculation of schoolboys for schoolboys.

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The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue.

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Winds of May, that dance on the sea, Dancing a ring-around in glee From furrow to furrow, while overhead The foam flies up to be garlanded, In silvery arches spanning the air, Saw you my true love anywhere? Welladay! Welladay! For the winds of May! Love is unhappy when love is away!

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He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life

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There's no police like Holmes.

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Does nobody understand?

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