Quotes from James Joyce
What did it proft a man to gain the whole world if he lost his soul?
~ James Joyce
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Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are passing.
~ James Joyce
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God and the Blessed Virgin were too far from him: God was too great and stern and the Blessed Virgin too pure and holy.
~ James Joyce
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A dream of favours, a favourable dream. They know how they believe that they believe that they know. Wherefore they wail.
~ James Joyce
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From the evil seed of lust all other deadly sins had sprung forth: pride in himself and contempt of others, covetousness in using money for the purchase of unlawful pleasures, envy of those whose vices he could not reach to and calumnious murmuring against the pious, gluttonous enjoyment of food, the dull glowering anger amid which he brooded upon his longing, the swamp of spiritual and bodily sloth in which his whole being had sunk.
~ James Joyce
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APRIL 16. Away! Away! The spell of arms and voices: the white arms of roads, their promise of close embraces and the black arms of tall ships that stand against the moon, their tale of distant nations. They are held out to say: We are alone—come. And the voices say with them: We are your kinsmen. And the air is thick with their company as they call to me, their kinsman, making ready to go, shaking the wings of their exultant and terrible youth.
~ James Joyce
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To be presented, Babs for Bim bushi? Of courts and with enticers. Up, girls, and at him! Alone? Alone what? I mean, our strifestirrer, does she do fleurty winkies with herself. Pussy is never alone, (...)
~ James Joyce
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No one wanted him; he was outcast from life's feast.
~ James Joyce
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The peace of the gardens and the kindly lights in the windows poured a tender influence into his restless heart.
~ James Joyce
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Leave the letter that never begins to go find the latter that ever comes to end, written in smoke and blurred by mist and signed of solitude, sealed at night.
~ James Joyce
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He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place. (...) He wanted to cry.
~ James Joyce
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They would meet quietly as if they had known each other and had made their tryst, perhaps at one of the gates or in some more secret place. They would be alone, surrounded by darkness and silence: and in that moment of supreme tenderness he would be transfigured. He would fade into something impalpable under her eyes and then in a moment, he would be transfigured. Weakness and timidity and inexperience would fall from him in that magic moment.
~ James Joyce
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He found trivial all that was meant to charm him and did not answer the glances which invited him to be bold.
~ James Joyce
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Estaba destinado a aprender su propia sabiduría aparte de los otros o a aprender la sabiduría de los otros por sí mismo, errando entre las asechanzas del mundo.
~ James Joyce
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After sound, light and heat, memory, will and understanding.
~ James Joyce
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Ah, there's no friends like the old friends.
~ James Joyce
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They have no mercy on that here or infanticide. Refuse christian burial. They used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn't broken already.
~ James Joyce
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slow eyes and parted lips gave her the appearance of a woman who did not know where she was or where she was going.
~ James Joyce
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You bore me away, framed me in oak and tinsel, set me above your marriage couch. Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places. And with loving pencil you shaded my eyes, my bosom and my shame.
~ James Joyce
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Nobirdy aviar soar anywing to eagle it!
~ James Joyce
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I am caught in this burning scene. Pan's hour, the faunal noon. Among gumheavy serpentplants, milkoozing fruits, where on the tawny waters leaves lie wide. Pain is far.
~ James Joyce
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Mrkgnao! the cat cried. They call them stupid. They understand what we say better than we understand them. She understands all she wants to. Vindictive too. Cruel. Her nature.
~ James Joyce
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With a pansy for the pussy in the corner.
~ James Joyce
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Ullahbluh! Sehyoh narar, pokehole sann! Manhead very dirty by am anoyato. Like old Dolldy Icon when he cooked up his iggs in bicon. He gatovit and me gotafit and Oalgoak's Cheloven gut a fudden. Povar old pitschobed! Molodeztious
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