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Beauty, the splendour of truth, is a gracious presence when the imagination contemplates intensely the truth of its own being or the visible world, and the spirit which proceeds out of truth and beauty is the holy spirit of joy. These are realities and these alone give and sustain life. -- James Joyce
You don't know yet what money is. Money is power, when you have lived as long as I have. I know, I know. If youth but knew. But what does Shakespeare say? Put money in thy purse. -- James Joyce
Masturbation! The amazing availability of it! -- James Joyce
Don't you think there is a certain resemblance between the mystery of the Mass and what I am trying to do? ... To give people some kind of intellectual pleasure or spiritual enjoyment by converting the bread of everyday life into something that has a permanent artistic life of its own. -- James Joyce
Groangrousegurgling Toft's cumbersome whirligig turns slowly the room right roundabout the room.) -- James Joyce
Passed Grogan's the Tobacconist against which newsboards leaned and told of a dreadful catastrophe in New York. In America those things were continually happening. Unfortunate people to die like that, unprepared. Still, an act of perfect contrition. -- James Joyce
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music. -- James Joyce
You made me confess the fears that I have. But I will tell you also what I do not fear. I do not fear to be alone or to be spurned for another or to leave whatever I have to leave. And I am not afraid to make a mistake, even a great mistake, a lifelong mistake and perhaps as long as eternity too. -- James Joyce
Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend, never make face to a foe till he's rife and never get stuck to another man's pfife. -- James Joyce
I am a worker, a tombstone mason, anxious to pleace averyburies and jully glad when Christmas comes his once ayear. -- James Joyce
Children must be educated by love, not punishment. -- James Joyce
He used to call her Poppens out of fun. -- James Joyce
When a man is born ... there are nets flung at it to hold it back from flight. You talk to me of nationality, language, religion. I shall try to fly by those nets. -- James Joyce
I seriously believe that you will retard the course of civilisation in Ireland by preventing the Irish people from having one good look at themselves in my nicely polished looking glass. -- James Joyce
He could have flung his arms about her hips and held her still, for his arms were trembling with desire to seize her and only the stress of his nails against the palms of his hands held the wild impulse of his body in check. -- James Joyce
Dust webbed the window and the showtrays. Dust darkened the toiling fingers with their vulture nails. Dust slept on dull coils of bronze and silver, lozenges of cinnabar, on rubies, leprous and winedark stones. -- James Joyce
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood. -- James Joyce
There was a lust of wandering in his feet that burned to set out for the ends of the earth. On! On! his heart seemed to cry. Evening would deepen above the sea, night fall upon the plains, dawn glimmer before the wanderer and show him strange fields and hills and faces. Where? -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
They mouth love's language. Gnash
The thirteen teeth
Your lean jaws grin with. Lash
Your itch and quailing, nude greed of the flesh.
Love's breath in you is stale, worded or sung,
As sour as cat's breath,
Harsh of tongue. -- James Joyce
Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself the soul being unable to become virgin again and not having energy enough to cast itself out again into the ocean of another s soul. -- James Joyce
Peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely: -- James Joyce
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all! -- James Joyce
Every physical quality admired by men in women is in direct connection with the manifold functions of women for the propagation of the species. -- James Joyce
It wounded him to think that he would never be but a shy guest at the feast of the world's culture. -- James Joyce
Read your own obituary notice; they say you live longer. Gives you second wind. New lease of life. -- James Joyce
The music passed in an instant, as the first bars of sudden music always did, over the fantastic fabrics of his mind, dissolving them painlessly and noiselessly as a sudden wave dissolves the sandbuilt turrets of children. -- James Joyce
Efferfreshpainted livy, in beautific repose, upon the silence of the dead, from pharoph the nextfirst down to ramescheckles the last bust thing. The Vico road goes round and round to meet where terms begin. -- James Joyce
But Noodynaady's actual ingrate tootle is of come into the garner mauve and thy nice are stores of morning and buy me a bunch of iodines. -- James Joyce
- What is a ghost? Stephen said with tingling energy. One who has faded into impalpability through death, through absence, through change of manners. -- James Joyce
Ever he would wander, selfcompelled, to the extreme limit of his cometary orbit, beyond the fixed stars and variable suns and telescopic planets, astronomical waifs and strays, to the extreme boundary of space, passing from land to land, among peoples, amid events. -- James Joyce
The trees do not resent autumn nor
does any exemplary thing in nature resent its limitations. -- James Joyce
I resent violence or intolerance in any shape or form. It never reaches anything or stops anything. A revolution must come on the due installments plans. It's a patent absurdity on the face of it to hate people because they live round the corner and speak a different vernacular, so to speak. -- James Joyce
Broken heart. A pump after all, pumping thousands of gallons of blood every day. One fine day it gets bunged up and there you are ... Old rusty pumps: damn the thing else. The resurrection and the life. Once you are dead you are dead. -- James Joyce
The State is concentric, but the individual is eccentric. -- James Joyce
Beauty: it curves, curves are beauty. Shapely goddesses, Venus, Juno: curves the world admires. -- James Joyce
Some undefined sorrow was hidden in the hearts of the protagonists as they stood in silence beneath the leafless trees and when the moment of farewell had come the kiss, which had been withheld by one, was given by both. -- James Joyce
Lord, heap miseries upon us yet entwine our arts with laughters low. -- James Joyce
But we are living in a skeptical and, if I may use the phrase, a thought-tormented age; and sometimes I fear that this new generation, educated or hypereducated as it is, will lack those qualities of humanity, of hospitality, of kindly humor which belonged to an older day.. -- James Joyce
( ... ) The new nine muses, Commerce, Operatic Music, Amor, Publicity, Manufacture, Liberty of Specch, Plural Voting, Gastronomy, Private Hygiene, Seaside Concert Entertainments, Painless Obstetrics and Astronomy for the People. -- James Joyce
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. -- James Joyce
He watched the scene and thought of life; and (as always happened when he thought of life) he became sad. A gentle melancholy took possession of him. He felt how useless it was to struggle against fortune, this being the burden of wisdom which the ages had bequeathed him. -- James Joyce
The barometer of his emotional nature was set for a spell of riot. -- James Joyce
I don't want to die. Damn death. Long live life. -- James Joyce
Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eon of the gods. -- James Joyce
Suck it yourself, sugarstick! -- James Joyce
Jesus was a bachelor and never lived with a woman. Surely living with a woman is one of the most difficult things a man has to do, and he never did it. -- James Joyce
We were always loyal to lost causes...Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. ~ Professor MacHugh -- James Joyce
What proposal did Bloom, diambulist, father of Milly, somnambulist, make to Stephen, noctambulist? -- James Joyce
To say that a great genius is mad, while at the same time recognizing his artistic merit, is no better than to say he is rheumatic or diabetic. -- James Joyce
He longed to be master of her strange mood. -- James Joyce
I confess that I do not see what good it does to fulminate against the English tyranny while the Roman tyranny occupies the palace of the soul. -- James Joyce
Before all this has time to end the golden age must return with its vengeance. Man will become dirigible ... -- James Joyce
In the name of Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her rill be run, unhemmed as it is uneven! -- James Joyce
Hump for humbleness, dump for dirts. -- James Joyce
For all their faults. I am passing out. O bitter ending! I'll slip away before they're up. They'll never see. Nor know. Nor miss me. -- James Joyce
Thought and plot are not so important as some would make them out to be. The object of any work of art is the transference of emotion; talent is the gift of conveying that emotion -- James Joyce
Couldn't they invent something automatic so that the wheel itself much handier? Well but that fellow would lose his job then? Well but then another fellow would get a job making the new invention? -- James Joyce
Stephen picks up on Armstrong's pier, and calls Kingstown pier "a disappointed bridge" (2.22). He's joking about the fact that Ireland wanted to be connected to continental Europe but ended up being extremely isolated. -- James Joyce
An exquisite dulcet epithalame of most mollificative suadency for juveniles amatory whom the odoriferous flambeaus of the paranymphs have escorted to the quadrupedal proscenium of connubial communion. -- James Joyce
If you want to know what are the events which cast their shadow over the hell of time of King Lear, Othello, Hamlet, Troilus and Cressida, look to see when and how the shadow lifts. What softens the heart of a man, shipwrecked in storms dire, Tried, like another Ulysses, Pericles, prince of Tyre? -- James Joyce
My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire. -- James Joyce
Yes, it was her he was looking at, and there was meaning in his look. His eyes burned into her as though they would search her through and through, read her very soul. -- James Joyce
Unsheathe your dagger definitions; Horseness is the Whatness of All Horse ... -- James Joyce
In woman's womb word is made flesh but in the spirit of the maker all flesh that passes becomes the word that shall not pass away. This is the postcreation. -- James Joyce
He rushed beyond the barrier and called to her to follow. He was shouted at to go on but he still called to her. She set her white face to him, passive, like a helpless animal. Her eyes gave him no sign of love or farewell or recognition. -- James Joyce
Reefer was a wenchman. -- James Joyce
Time was to sin and to enjoy, time was to scoff at God and at the warnings of His holy church, time was to defy His majesty, to disobey His commands, to hoodwink one's fellow men, to commit sin after sin and to hide one's corruption from the sight of men. -- James Joyce
No man, said the Nolan, can be a lover of the true or the good unless he abhors the multitude; and the artist, though he may employ the crowd, is very careful to isolate himself. -- James Joyce
Human society is the embodiment of changeless laws which the whimsicalities and circumstances of men and women involve and overwrap. The realm of literature is the realm of these accidental manners and humours
a spacious realm; and the true literary artist concerns himself mainly with them. -- James Joyce
You find my words dark. Darkness is in our souls, do you not think? -- James Joyce
God! ... Isn't the sea what Algy calls it: a great sweet mother? The snotgreen sea. The scrotumtightening sea. Epi oinopa ponton. Ah, Dedalus, the Greeks! I must teach you. You must read them in the original. Thalatta! Thalatta! She is our great sweet mother. Come and look. -- James Joyce
Every word of it was for him. Against his sin, foul and secret, the whole wrath of God was aimed. The preacher's knife had probed deeply into his diseased conscience and he felt now that his soul was festering in sin. -- James Joyce
Silly women believe love is sighing I am dying still if he wrote it I suppose thered be some truth in it true or no it fills up your whole day and life always something to think about every moment and see it all around you like a new world -- James Joyce
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 -- James Joyce
He walked there, reading in the evening and heard the cries of the boys' lines at their play, young cries in the quiet evening. He was their rector: his reign was mild. -- James Joyce
Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home. -- James Joyce
Know all men, he said, time's ruins build eternity's mansions. -- James Joyce
..they were yung and easily freudened.. -- James Joyce
His eyes were dimmed with tears, and, looking humbly up to heaven, he wept for the innocence he had lost. -- James Joyce
We are an unfortunate priest-ridden race and always were and always will be tell the end of the chapter ... A priest-ridden Godforsaken race. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapours of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind. -- James Joyce
Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality. -- James Joyce
The leaning of sophists toward the bypaths of apocrypha is a constant quantity. The highroads are dreary but they lead to the town. -- James Joyce
I should tell you that honestly, on my honour of a Nearwicked, I always think in a wordworth's of that primed favourite continental poet, Daunty, Gouty and Shopkeeper, A.G., whom the generality admoyers in this that is and that this is to come. -- James Joyce
I read in that Voyages in China that the Chinese say a white man smells like a corpse. -- James Joyce
The peace of the gardens and the kindly lights in the windows poured a tender influence into his restless heart. -- James Joyce
Going to a dark bed there was a square round Sinbad the Sailor roc's auk's egg in the night of the bed of all the auks of the rocs of Darkinbad the Brightdayler. -- James Joyce
Never let us do wrong, because our opponents did so. Let us, rather, by doing right, show them what they ought to have done, and establish a rule the dictates of reason and conscience, rather than of the angry passions. -- James Joyce
Death, a cause of terror to the sinner, is a blessed moment for him who has walked in the right path. -- James Joyce
She would follow, her dream of love, the dictates of her heart that told her he was her all in all, the only man in all the world for her for love was the master guide. Come what might she would be wild, untrammelled, free. -- James Joyce
And it was the din of all these hollow-sounding voices that made him halt irresolutely in the pursuit of phantoms. He gave them ear only for a time but he was happy only when he was far from them, beyond their call, alone or in the company of phantasmal comrades. -- James Joyce
And, as a mere matter of ficfect, I tell of myself how I popo possess the ripest littlums wifukie around the globelettes globes (...) -- James Joyce
A man's errors are his portals of discovery. -- James Joyce
The intellectual imagination! With me all or not at all. NON SERVIAM! -- James Joyce
The transliterated name and address of the addresser of the 3 letters in reversed alphabetic boustrophedonic punctated quadrilinear cryptogram (vowels suppressed) N. IGS./WI. UU. OX/W. OKS. MH/Y. IM: -- James Joyce
Sitting in the study hall he opened the lid of his desk and changed the number pasted up inside from seventy-seven to seventy-six. But the Christmas vacation was very far away: but one time it would come because the earth moved round always.
-Stephen Dedalus- -- James Joyce
Save the trees of Ireland for the future men of Ireland on the fair hills of Eire, O. -- James Joyce
I'd love to have the whole place swimming in roses -- James Joyce
He is gone from mortal haunts: O'Dignam, sun of our morning. Fleet was his foot on the bracken: Patrick of the shaggy brow. Wail, Banba, with your wind: and wail, O ocean, with your whirlwind. -- James Joyce
Ena milo melomon, frai is frau and swee is too, swee is two when swoo is free, ana mala woe is we! -- James Joyce
Ah, furchte fruchte, timid Danaides! Ena milo melomon, frai is frau and swee is too, swee is two when swoo is free, ana mala woe is we! A pair of sycopanties with amygdaleine eyes, one old obster lumpky pumpkin and three meddlars on their slies. -- James Joyce
His monstrous dreams, peopled by ape-like creatures and by harlots with gleaming jewel eyes.. -- James Joyce
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance. -- James Joyce
Under cover of her silence he pressed her arm closely to his side; and, as they stood at the hotel door, he felt that they had escaped from their lives and duties, escaped from home and friends and run away together with wild and radiant hearts to a new adventure. -- James Joyce
I think Christmas is never really Christmas unless we have the snow on the ground. -- James Joyce
I care not if I live but a day and a night, so long as my deeds live after me. -- James Joyce
The pleasures of love lasts but a fleeting but the pledges of life outlusts a lieftime. -- James Joyce
A dark horse riderless, bolts like a phantom past the winning post, his mane moonflowing, his eyeballs stars. -- James Joyce
I smiled at him. America, I said quietly, just like that. What is it? The sweepings of every country including our own. Isn't that true? That's a fact. -- James Joyce
Mistakes are the portals of discovery. -- James Joyce
To live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life. -- James Joyce
Every bond is a bond to sorrow. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires. -- James Joyce
Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger. -- James Joyce
She was alone and still, gazing out to sea; and when she felt his presence and the worship of his eyes her eyes turned to him in quiet sufferance of his gaze, without shame or wantonness. -- James Joyce
Therefore, everyman, look to that last end that is thy death and the dust that gripeth on every man that is born of woman for as he came naked forth from his mother's womb so naked shall he wend him at the last for to go as he came. -- James Joyce
All my senses seemed to desire to veil themselves and, feeling that I was about to slip from them, I pressed the palms of my hands together until they trembled, murmuring: "O love! O love!" many times. -- James Joyce
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 is the only way of insuring one's immortality. -- James Joyce
Ulysses is son to Laertes, but he is father to Telemachus, husband to Penelope, lover of Calypso, companion in arms of the Greek warriors around Troy, and King of Ithaca. He was subjected to many trials, but with wisdom and courage came through them all ... he is a complete man as well, a good man. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
A wave of yet more tender joy escaped from his heart, and went coursing in warm flood along his arteries. Like the tender fires of stars moments of their life together, that no one knew of, or would ever know of, broke upon and illumined his memory.. -- James Joyce
Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing
How love that passes is enough.
Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead, and how
In the grave all love shall sleep:
Love is aweary now. -- James Joyce
I fear those big words which make us so unhappy. -- James Joyce
Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. -- James Joyce
He would fall. He had not yet fallen but he would fall silently, in an instant. Not to fall was too hard, too hard: and he felt the silent lapse of his soul, as it would be at some instant to come, falling, falling but not yet fallen, still unfallen but about to fall. -- James Joyce
He turned to appease the fierce longings of his heart before which everything else was idle and alien. He cared little that he was in mortal sin, that his life had grown to be a tissue of subterfuge and falsehood. -- James Joyce
Sparkling bronze azure eyed Blazure's skyblue bow and eyes. -- James Joyce
Her who whose beauty is not like earthly beauty, dangerous to look upon, but like the morning star which is its emblem, bright and musical. -- James Joyce
Open your eyes now. I will. One moment. Has all vanished since? If I open and am for ever in the black adiaphane. Basta! I will see if I can see.
See now. There all the time without you: and ever shall be, world without end. -- James Joyce
This is the way to the museyroom. Mind your boots goan out. -- James Joyce
He could not feel her near him in the darkness nor hear her voice touch his ear. He waited for some minutes listening. He could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. He listened again: perfectly silent. He felt that he was alone. -- James Joyce
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
He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding land and the awaking mountains. -- James Joyce
God, these bloody English! Bursting with money and indigestion. Because he comes from Oxford. You -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
And you'll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday. -- James Joyce
Let my country die for me. -- James Joyce
That is god ... A shout in the street,' Stephen answered ... -- James Joyce
Wery weeny wight, plead for Morandmor! Notre Dame de la Ville, mercy of thy balmheartzyheat! -- James Joyce
Nations have their ego, just like individuals. -- James Joyce
Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an esthetic end. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse. -- James Joyce
Evening had fallen. A rim of the young moon cleft the pale waste of sky line, the rim of a silver hoop embedded in grey sand: and the tide was flowing in fast to the land with a low whisper of her waves, islanding a few last figures in distant pools. -- James Joyce
In the wide land under a tender lucid evening sky, a cloud drifting westward amid a pale green sea of heaven, they stood together, children that had erred. -- James Joyce
Write it, damn you, write it! What else are you good for? -- James Joyce
Hohohoho, Mister Finn, you're going to be Mister Finnagain! Comeday morm and, O, you're vine! Sendday's eve and, ah you're vinegar! Hahahaha, Mister Funn, you're going to be fined again! -- James Joyce
If we were all suddenly somebody else. -- James Joyce
Touch me. Soft eyes. Soft soft soft hand. I am lonely here. O, touch me soon, now. What is that word known to all men? I am quiet here alone. Sad too. Touch, touch me. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
- I mean, said Stephen, that I was not myself as I am now, as I had to become. -- James Joyce
When I die, Dublin will be written on my heart. -- James Joyce
What? Corpus. Body. Corpse. Good idea the Latin. Stupifies them first. Hospice for the dying. They don't seem to chew it; only swallow it down. -- James Joyce
Why is it that words like these seem to me so dull and cold? Is it because there is no other word tender enough to be your name? -- James Joyce
They used to drive a stake of wood through his heart in the grave. As if it wasn't broken already. Yet sometimes they repent too late.
Ulysses -- James Joyce
Their tunics bloodbright in a lampglow, black sockets of caps on their blond cropped polls. -- James Joyce
Damn it, I can understand a fellow being hard up but what I can't understand is a fellow sponging. Couldn't he have some spark of manhood about him? -- James Joyce
YesIsaidyesyesyesyesyes...YesIsaidyes! andagainyesyesyes -- Molly Bloom -- James Joyce
And Jesus was a Jew too. Your god. He was a Jew like me. And so was his father. -- James Joyce
This race and this country and this life produced me, he said I shall express myself as I am. -- James Joyce
Though people may read more into Ulysses than I ever intended, who is to say that they are wrong: do any of us know what we are creating?Which of us can control our scribblings? They are the script of one's personality like your voice or your walk -- James Joyce
I think of you so often you have no idea. -- James Joyce
Stephen jerked his thumb towards the window, saying:
- That is God.
Hooray! Ay! Whrrwhee!
- What? Mr Deasy asked.
- A shout in the street, Stephen answered, shrugging his shoulders. -- James Joyce
He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld. -- James Joyce
(...) and, as a matter of fict, by my halfwife, (...) -- James Joyce
All fiction is autobiographical fantasy. -- James Joyce
Mr. Duffy lived a short distance from his body. -- James Joyce
Well, Tommy, he said, I wish you and yours every joy in life, old chap, and tons of money, and may you never die till I shoot you. And that's the wish of a sincere friend, an old friend. You know that? -- James Joyce
- Pascal, if I remember rightly, would not suffer his mother to kiss him as he feared the contact of her sex. -- James Joyce
-I bar the candles, ... I bar the magic-lantern
business. -- James Joyce
Ah, poor dogsbody! Here lies poor dogsbody's body. -- James Joyce
The mockery of it! he said gaily -- James Joyce
If there is any difficulty in what I write, it is because of the material I use. The thought is always simple. -- James Joyce
To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher. -- James Joyce
To discover the mode of life or of art whereby my spirit could express itself in unfettered freedom. -- James Joyce
They listened feeling that flow endearing flow over skin limbs human heart soul spine. -- James Joyce
Gone too from the world, Averroes and Moses Maimonides, -- James Joyce
They lived and laughed and loved and left. -- James Joyce
He peered sideways up and gave a long slow whistle of call, then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth glistening here and there with gold points. -- James Joyce
Love ... is in fact so unnatural a phenomenon that it can scarcely repeat itself -- James Joyce
His brain was simmering and bubbling within the cracking tenement of the skull.Flames burst forth from his skull like a corolla,shrieking like voices: -Hell! Hell! Hell! Hell! Hell! -- James Joyce
Thought is the thought of thought. Tranquil brightness. The soul is in a manner all that is: the soul is the form of forms. Tranquillity sudden, vast, candescent: form of forms. -- James Joyce
Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can't look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history. -- James Joyce
First we feel. Then we fall. -- James Joyce
What dreams would he have, not seeing. Life a dream for him. Where is the justice being born that way? -- James Joyce
Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past. -- James Joyce
The world is before you -- James Joyce
Tenors get women by the score. -- James Joyce
You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is like a woman. -- James Joyce
You behold in me, Stephen said with grim displeasure, a horrible example of free thought. -- James Joyce
There's no police like Holmes. -- James Joyce
My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial -- James Joyce
The shortest way to Tara is via Holyhead -- James Joyce
The incompatibility of aquacity with the erratic originality of genius. -- James Joyce
A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk. -- James Joyce
Every morning, therefore, uncle Charles repaired to his outhouse but not before he had greased and brushed scrupulously his back hair and brushed and put on his tall hat. -- James Joyce
It is a curious thing, do you know, Cranly said dispassionately, how your mind is supersaturated with the religion in which you say you disbelieve. -- James Joyce
Very gratefully, with grateful appreciation, with sincere appreciative gratitude, in appreciatively grateful sincerity of regret, he declined. -- James Joyce
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day. -- James Joyce
He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible. -- James Joyce
We must go to Athens. -- James Joyce
Some people, says Bloom, can see the mote in others' eyes but they can't see the beam in their own. -- James Joyce
Quotations every day of the year. -- James Joyce
[A writer is] a priest of eternal imagination, transmuting the daily bread of experience into the radiant body of everliving life. -- James Joyce
Our flesh shrinks from what it dreads and responds to the stimulus of what it desires by a purely reflex action of the nervous system. Our eyelid closes before we are aware that the fly is about to enter our eye. -- James Joyce
Answer: They war loving, they love laughing, they laugh weeping, they weep smelling, they smell smiling, they smile hating, they hate thinking, they think feeling, they feel tempting, they tempt daring, they dare waiting, they wait taking, they take thanking, they thank seeking, (...) -- James Joyce
If anyone thinks that I amn't divine
He'll get no free drinks when I'm making the wine
But have to drink water and wish it were plain
That I make when the wine becomes water again. -- James Joyce
And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple and willful as a bird's heart? -- James Joyce
In the soft grey silence he could hear the bump of the balls: and from here and from there through the quiet air the sound of the cricket bats: pick, pack, pock, puck: like drops of water in a fountain falling softly in the brimming bowl. -- James Joyce
All seemed weary of life even before entering upon it. -- James Joyce
Ho, you pretty man, turn aside hither and I will show you a brave place, and she lay at him so flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two-in-the-Bush or, by some learned, Carnal Concupiscence. -- James Joyce
(Stoop) if you are abcedminded, to this claybook, what curios of sings (please stoop), in this allaphbed! Can you rede (since We and Thou had it out already) its world? -- James Joyce
My heart is quite calm now. I will go back. -- James Joyce
Stuff it into you, his belly counselled him. -- James Joyce
Wonderlawn's lost us for ever. Alis, alas, she broke the glass! Liddell lokker through the leafery, ours is mistery of pain. -- James Joyce
- He can't wear them, Buck Mulligan told his face in the mirror. Etiquette is etiquette. He kills his mother but he can't wear grey trousers. -- James Joyce
Her graceful beautifully shaped legs like that, supply soft and -- James Joyce
The mouth can be better engaged than with a cylinder of rank weed. -- James Joyce
O thanks be to the great God I got somebody to give me what I badly wanted to put some heart up into me youve no chances at all inthis place like you used long ago I wish somebody would write me a loveletter ... -- James Joyce
The artist ... standing in the position of mediator between the world of his experience and the world of his dreams - 'a mediator, consequently gifted with twin faculties, a selective faculty and a reproductive faculty.' To equate these faculties was the secret of artistic success. -- James Joyce
Welladay! Welladay!
For the winds of May!
Love is unhappy when love is away! -- James Joyce
I could call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child's play, ugly monotonous child's play. -- James Joyce
I don't mean to presume to dictate to you in the slightest degree but why did you leave your father's house?
MTo seek misfortune, was Stephen's answer. -- James Joyce
Stephen Dedalus, displeased and sleepy, leaned his arms on the top of the staircase and looked coldly at the shaking gurgling face that blessed him, -- James Joyce
It seems to me you do not care what banality a man expresses so long as he expresses it in Irish. -- James Joyce
He went up to his room after dinner in order to be alone with his soul: and at every step his soul seemed to sigh: at every step his soul mounted with his feet, sighing in the ascent, through a region of viscid gloom. -- James Joyce
The Gracehoper was always jigging ajog, hoppy on akkant of his joyicity. -- James Joyce
The studious silence of the library ... Tranquil brightness. -- James Joyce
I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame. -- James Joyce
Jesus Christ, with His divine understanding of every understanding of our human nature, understood that not all men were called to the religious life, that by far the vast majority were forced to live in the world, and, to a certain extent, for the world. -- James Joyce
Over the bowls of memory where every hollow holds a hallow -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
Like the tender fire of stars moments of their life together, that no one knew of or would ever know of, broke upon and illumined his memory. He longed to recall to her those moments, to make her forget the years of their dull existence together and remember only their moments of ecstasy. -- James Joyce
The men that is now is only all palaver and what they can get out of you. -- James Joyce
With a squeak she flaps her bat shawl and runs. A burly rough pursues with booted strides. He stumbles on the steps, recovers, plunges into gloom. Weak squeaks of laughter are heard, weaker.)_ THE BAWD: _(Her wolfeyes shining)_ -- James Joyce
What incensed him the most was the blatant jokes of the ones that passed it all off as a jest, pretending to understand everything and in reality not knowing their own minds. -- James Joyce
To remember that and the white look of the lavatory made him feel cold and then hot. There were two cocks that you turned and water came out: cold and hot. He felt cold and then a little hot: and he could see the names printed on the cocks. That was a very queer thing. -- James Joyce
Beware the horns of a bull, the heels of the horse, and the smile of an Englishman. -- James Joyce
I am the fire upon the altar. I am the sacrificial butter. -- James Joyce
Have read little and understood less. -- James Joyce
All human history moves towards one great goal -- James Joyce
A warm human plumpness settled down on his brain. His brain yielded. Perfume of embraces all him assailed. With hungered flesh obscurely, he mutely craved to adore. -- James Joyce
A duodene of bird notes chirruped bright treble answer under sensitive hand. Brightly the keys, all twinkling, linked, all harpsichording, called to a voice to sing the strain of dewy morn, of youth, of love's leave-taking, life's, love's morn. -- James Joyce
Force, hatred, history, all that. That's not life for men and women, insult and hatred. And everybody knows that it's the very opposite of that that is really life ... Love, says Bloom. I mean the opposite of hatred. -- James Joyce
The spirit of quarrelsome comradeship which he had observed lately in his rival had not seduced Stephen from his habits of quiet obedience. He mistrusted the turbulence and doubted the sincerity of such comradeship which seemed to him a sorry anticipation of manhood. -- James Joyce
We are foolish, comic, motionless, corrupted, yet we are worthy of sympathy too. -- James Joyce
Some people believe that we go on living in another body after death, that we lived before. They call it reincarnation. That we all lived before on the earth thousands of years ago or on some other planet. They say we have forgotten it. Some say they remember their past lives. -- James Joyce
Him wearily halfway and sat down on the edge of the gunrest, watching him still as he propped his -- James Joyce
You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you... -- James Joyce
It was hard work-a hard life-but now that she was about to leave it she did not find it a wholly undesirable life. -- James Joyce
- He is dead, she said at length. He died when he was only seventeen. Isn't it a terrible thing to die so young as that? -- James Joyce
He heard the sob passing loudly down his father's throat and opened his eyes with a nervous impulse. The sunlight breaking suddenly on his sight turned the sky and clouds into a fantastic world of sombre masses with lakelike spaces of dark rosy light. His -- James Joyce
Deal with him, Hemingway! -- James Joyce
Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead. -- James Joyce
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out. -- James Joyce
One by one they were all becoming shades. Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age. -- James Joyce
Broken Eggs will poursuive bitten Apples for where theirs is Will there's his Wall -- James Joyce
If the Irish programme did not insist on the Irish language I suppose I could call myself a nationalist. As it is, I am content torecognize myself an exile: and, prophetically, a repudiated one. -- James Joyce
His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide. -- James Joyce
An improper art aims at exciting in the way of comedy the feeling of desire but the feeling which is proper to comic art is the feeling of joy. -- James Joyce
So beautiful of course compared with what a man looks like with his two bags full and his other thing hanging down out of him or sticking up at you like a hatrack no wonder they hide it with a cabbageleaf -- James Joyce
Wait till the honeying of the lune, love! Die eve, little eve, die! We see that wonder in your eye. We'll meet again, we'll part once more. The spot I'll seek if the hour you'll find. My chart shines high where the blue milk's upset. -- James Joyce
Lips kissed, kissing kissed. -- James Joyce
The light music of whisky falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude. -- James Joyce
Ireland sober is Ireland stiff. Lord help you, Maria, full of grease, the load is with me! Your prayers. I sonht zo! Madammangut! -- James Joyce
A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs. -- James Joyce
Shite and onions! -- James Joyce
Her beliefs were not extravagant. She believed steadily in the Sacred Heart as the most generally useful of all Catholic devotions and approved of the sacraments. Her faith was bounded by her kitchen but, if she was put to it, she could believe also in the banshee and in the Holy Ghost. -- James Joyce
Each lost soul will be a hell unto itself, the boundless fire raging in its very vitals. -- James Joyce
Pain, that was not yet the pain of love, fretted his heart. Silently, in a dream she had come to him after her death, her wasted body within its loose brown graveclothes giving off an odour of wax and rosewood, her breath, that had bent upon him, mute, reproachful, a faint odour of wetted ashes. -- James Joyce
He saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow : his navel, bud of flesh : and saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid floating flower. [84] -- James Joyce
God spoke to you by so many voices but you would not hear. -- James Joyce
Love between man and woman is impossible because there must not be sexual intercourse, and friendship between man and woman is impossible because there must be sexual intercourse. -- James Joyce
- I think he died for me, she answered. -- James Joyce
We are all born in the same way but we all die in different ways. -- James Joyce
Yet too much happy bores. He stretched more, more. Are you not happy in your? Twang. It snapped. -- James Joyce
I want to give a picture of Dublin so complete that if the city suddenly disappeared from the earth it could be reconstructed out of my book. -- James Joyce
School and home seem to recede from us and their influences upon us seemed to wane. -- James Joyce
Phall if you but will, rise you must. -- James Joyce
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo -- James Joyce
We'll meet again, we'll part once more. -- James Joyce
He looked down the slope and, at the base, in the shadow of the wall of the Park, he saw some human figures lying. Those venal and furtive loves filled him with despair. He gnawed the rectitude of his life; he felt that he had been outcast from life's feast. -- James Joyce
Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance. On -- James Joyce
He remembered well, with the curious patient memory of the celibate, the first casual caresses her dress, her breath, her fingers had given him ... He remembered well her eyes, the touch of her hand and his delirium ... -- James Joyce
Let us leave all theories there and return to here's here. -- James Joyce
If my Spreadeagles Wasn't so Tight I'd Loosen my Cursits on that Bunch of Maggiestraps ... -- James Joyce
The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea. -- James Joyce
Ulysses He ... saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid flatong flower. -- James Joyce
Be just before you are generous. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue... -- James Joyce
No, it did a lot of other things, too.
[turning down fan who asked to kiss the hand that wrote Ulysses -- James Joyce
I am, a stride at a time -- James Joyce
The pity is that the public will demand and find a moral in my book, or worse they may take it in some serious way, and on the honour of a gentleman, there is not one single serious word in it. -- James Joyce
He laughed to free his mind from his minds bondage. -- James Joyce
Why was the host (victim predestined) sad?
He wished that a tale of a deed should be told of a deed not by him should by him not be told. -- James Joyce
( ... ) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the size of a fullstop. -- James Joyce
Horseness is the whatness of allhorse. Streams of tendency and eons they worship. God: noise in the street: very peripatetic. -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
But I am curious to know are you trying to make a convert of me or a pervert of yourself? -- James Joyce
There's the Belle for Sexaloitez! And Concepta de Send-us-pray! Pang! Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! Godavari, vert the showers! And grant thaya grace! Aman. -- James Joyce
So he had passed beyond the challenge of the sentries who had stood as guardians of his boyhood and had sought to keep him among them that he might be subject to them and serve their ends. Pride after satisfaction uplifted him like long slow waves. -- James Joyce
Begin to forget it. It will remember itself from every sides, with all gestures in each our word. Today's truth, tomorrow's trend. -- James Joyce
- I'm a believer in universal brotherhood, said Temple, glancing about him out of his dark oval eyes. Marx is only a bloody cod. -- James Joyce
Man and woman, love, what is it? A cork and a bottle. -- James Joyce
Only a fadograph of a yestern scene. -- James Joyce
So you need hardly spell me how every word will be bound over to carry three score and ten toptypsical readings throughout the book of Doublends Jined. -- James Joyce
That ideal reader suffering from an ideal insomnia. -- James Joyce
The mocker is never taken seriously when he is most serious. -- James Joyce
The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside. -- James Joyce
nannygoat walking surefooted, dropping currants. -- James Joyce
He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place. -- James Joyce
Redheaded women buck like goats. -- James Joyce
no more pain. wake no more. nobody owns -- James Joyce
The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet. A dusk like that of the outer world obscured his mind as he heard the mare's hoofs clattering along the tramtrack on the Rock Road and the great can swaying and rattling behind him. -- James Joyce
It is like looking down from the cliffs of Moher into the depths. Many go down into the depths and never come up. Only the trained diver can go down into those depths and explore them and come to the surface again. -- James Joyce
I'll tickle his catastrophe. -- James Joyce
The apprehensive faculty must be scrutinised in action. -- James Joyce
King Solomon says in Proverbs that there is nothing new under the sun. -- James Joyce
Look at the woebegone walk of him. Eaten a bad egg. Poached eyes on ghost. -- James Joyce
The cat walked stiffly round a leg of the table with tail on high. - Mkgnao! - O, there you are, Mr Bloom said, turning from the fire. The cat mewed in answer and stalked again stiffly round a leg of the table, mewing. Just how she stalks over my writingtable. Prr. Scratch my head. Prr. -- James Joyce
I shall write a book some day about the appropriateness of names. Geoffrey Chaucer has a ribald ring, as is proper and correct, and Alexander Pope was inevitably Alexander Pope. Colley Cibber was a silly little man without much elegance and Shelley was very Percy and very Bysshe. -- James Joyce
I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. -- James Joyce
What did it avail to pray when he knew his soul lusted after its own destruction? -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
... I've a thirst on me I wouldn't sell for half a crown.
- Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.
- Wine of the country, says he.
- What's yours? says Joe.
- Ditto MacAnaspey, says I.
- Three pints, Terry, says Joe. And how's the old heart, citizen? says he. -- James Joyce
I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real
adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad. -- James Joyce
Into the wikeawades warld from sleep we are passing. -- James Joyce
He passes, struck by the stare of truculent Wellington but in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of Jollypoldy the rixdix doldy. -- James Joyce
Theologians consider that it was the sin of pride, the sinful thought conceived in an instant: non serviam: I will not serve. That instant was his [Lucifer's] ruin. -- James Joyce
It was very big to think about everything and everywhere. Only God
could do that. -- James Joyce
Writing in English is the most ingenious torture ever devised for sins committed in previous lives. The English reading public explains the reason why. -- James Joyce
I fear more than that the chemical action which would be set up in my soul by a false homage to a symbol behind which are massed twenty centuries of authority and veneration. -- James Joyce
O Jamesy let me up out of this pooh -- James Joyce
For that (the rapt one warns) is what papyr is meed of, made of, hides and hints and misses in prints. -- James Joyce
I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then. Would you? -- James Joyce
People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus. -- James Joyce
Peter Piper pecked a peck of pick of peck of pickled pepper. -- James Joyce
Always read with out reading u cant be any thing -- James Joyce
By thinking of things you could understand them. -- James Joyce
He had spoken himself into boldness. Stephen, shielding the gaping wounds which the words had left in his heart, said very coldly:
I am not thinking of the offence to my mother. -- James Joyce
We who live under heaven, we of the clovery kindgom, we middlesins people have often watched the sky overreaching the land. -- James Joyce
Thus the unfacts, did we possess them, are too imprecisely few to warrant our certitude ... -- James Joyce
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
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. -- James Joyce
Even if we are often led to desire through the sense of beauty can you say that the beautiful is what we desire? -- James Joyce
First, in the history of words there is much that indicates the history of men, and in comparing the speech of to-day with that ofyears ago, we have a useful illustration of the effect of external influences on the very words of a race. -- James Joyce
When I makes tea I makes tea, as old mother Grogan said. And when I makes water I makes water. -- James Joyce
Phall if you but will, rise you must: and none so soon either shall the pahrce for the nunce come to a setdown secular phoenish. -- James Joyce
peered sideways up and gave a long slow whistle of call, then paused awhile in rapt attention, his even white teeth -- James Joyce
Good puzzle would be cross Dublin without passing a pub. -- James Joyce
Ay say aye. I affirmly swear to it that it rooly and cooly boolyhooly was with my holyhagionous lips continuously poised upon the rubricated annuals of saint ulstar. -- James Joyce
Signatures of all things I am here to read. -- James Joyce
For journalists words are simply tokens to be arranged and rearranged indifferently. But for an artist there can be only one ideal order. -- James Joyce
Well, you know or don't you kennet or haven't I told you every
telling has a taling and that's the he and the she of it. -- James Joyce
There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being. -- James Joyce
He comes into the world God knows how, walks on the water, gets out of his grave and goes up off the Hill of Howth. What drivel is this? -- James Joyce
Oftwhile balbulous, mithre ahead, with goodly trowel in grasp and ivoroiled overalls which he habitacularly fondseed ... -- James Joyce
The slow growth and change of rite and dogma like his own rare thoughts, a chemistry of stars. -- James Joyce
Life, he himself once said.. is a wake, livit or krikit, and on the bunk of our bread-winning lies the cropse of our seedfather, a phrase which the establisher of the world by law might pretinately write across the chestfront of all manorwombanborn. -- James Joyce
He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat's udder. -- James Joyce
General amnesty, weekly carnival with masked licence, bonuses for all, esperanto the universal language with universal brotherhood. No more patriotism of barspongers and dropsical impostors. Free money, free rent, free sex and a free lay church in a free lay state. -- James Joyce
My mind rejects the whole present social order and Christianity - home, the recognised virtues, classes of life, and religious doctrines -- James Joyce
- Dedalus, you're an antisocial being, wrapped up in yourself. I'm not. I'm a democrat and I'll work and act for social liberty and equality among all classes and sexes in the United States of the Europe of the future. -- James Joyce
White wine is like electricity. Red wine looks and tastes like a liquified beefsteak. -- James Joyce
Will ye, ay or nay? -- James Joyce
Early morning: set off at dawn. Travel round in front of the sun, steal a day's march on him. Keep it up for ever never grow a day older technically. -- James Joyce
Eternity! O, dread and dire word. Eternity! What mind of man can understand it? -- James Joyce
God made food; the devil the cooks. -- James Joyce
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit. -- James Joyce
A learner rather"
Stephen's answer to Deasy who says "You were not born to be a teacher, I think. Perhaps I am wrong." (Episode 2, line 403 in the Gabler edition) -- James Joyce
Wombed in sin darkness I was too, made not begotten. By them, the man with my voice and my eyes and a ghost-woman with ashes on her breath. They clasped and sundered, did the coupler's will. -- James Joyce
Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow. -- James Joyce
His blade of human knowledge, natural astuteness particularized by long association with cases in the police courts, had been tempered by brief immersions in the waters of general philosophy. -- James Joyce
So he had sunk to the state of a beast that licks his chaps after meat. -- James Joyce
A dim antagonism gathered force within him and darkened his mind as a cloud against her disloyalty: and when it passed, cloudlike, leaving his mind serene and dutiful towards her again, he was made aware dimly and without regret of a first noiseless sundering of their lives. -- James Joyce
It could not be a wall but there could be a thin thin line there all round everything. -- James Joyce
Life seemed to him a gift; the statement 'I am alive' seemed to him to contain a satisfactory certainty and many other things, held up as indubitable, seemed to him uncertain. -- James Joyce
Dress the pussy for her nighty and follow her piggytails up their way to Winkyland. -- James Joyce
Our path through life is strewn with many such sad memories: and were we to brood upon them always we could not find the heart to go on bravely with our work among the living ... therefore, I will not linger on the past. I will not let any gloomy moralising intrude ... -- James Joyce
If we could only live on good food like that, he said to her somewhat loudly, we wouldn't have the country full of rotten teeth and rotten guts. Living in a bogswamp, eating cheap food and the streets paved with dust, horsedung and consumptives' spits. -- James Joyce
A certain pride, a certain awe, withheld him from offering to God even one prayer at night, though he knew it was in God's power to take away his life while he slept and hurl his soul hellward ere he could beg for mercy. -- James Joyce
The past is consumed in the present and the present is living only because it brings forth the future. -- James Joyce
There is an atmosphere of spiritual effort here. No other city is quite like it. I wake early, often at 5 o'clock, and start writing at once. -- James Joyce
Agenbite of Inwit -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
Your mind will give back exactly what you put into it. -- James Joyce
Ask no questions and you'll hear no lies. -- James Joyce
Were all important in god's eyes. -- James Joyce
Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory. -- James Joyce
Every age must look for its sanction to its poetry and philosophy, for in these the human mind, as it looks backward or forward, attains to an eternal state. -- James Joyce
He waited for some moments, listening, before he too took up the air with them. He was listening with pain of spirit to the overtone of weariness behind their frail fresh innocent voices. Even before they set out on life's journey they seemed weary already of the way. -- James Joyce
Here Comes Everybody. -- James Joyce
When a demand for intelligent sympathy goes unanswered he is a
too stern disciplinarian who blames himself for having offered a
dullard an opportunity to participate in the warmer movement of a more
highly organised life. -- James Joyce
I am not likely to die of bashfulness but neither am I prepared to be crucified to attest the perfection of my art. I dislike to hear of any stray heroics on the prowl for me. -- James Joyce
And whowasit youwasit propped the pot in the yard and whatinthe nameofsen lukeareyou rubbinthe sideofthe flureofthe lobbywith Shite! will you have a plateful? Tak. -- James Joyce
The light music of whiskey falling into a glass - an agreeable interlude. -- James Joyce
The ree the ra the ree the ra the roo. Lord, I mustn't lilt here. -- James Joyce
Oh Ireland my first and only love
Where Christ and Caesar are hand in glove! -- James Joyce
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
Shaw's works make me admire the magnificent tolerance and broadmindedness of the english. -- James Joyce
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
A headland, a ship, a sail upon the billows. Farewell. A lovely girl, her veil awave upon the wind upon the headland, wind around her. -- James Joyce
Then, in that case, all the rest, all that I thought I thought and all that I felt I felt, all the rest before me now, in fact ... O, give it up old chap! Sleep it off! -- James Joyce
He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. -- James Joyce
A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery. -- James Joyce
He had felt proud and happy then, happy that she was his, proud of her grace and wifely carriage. -- James Joyce
The feelings excited by improper art are kinetic, desire, or loathing. Desire urges us to possess, to go to something. The arts which excite them, pornographical or didactic, are therefore improper arts -- James Joyce
The artist, like the God of creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails -- James Joyce
His head was large, globular and oily; it sweated in all weathers; and his large round hat, set upon it sideways, looked like a bulb which had grown out of another. -- James Joyce
the stone for my month a nice aquamarine -- James Joyce
I know by heart the places he likes to saale, delvan first and duvlin after, by dredgerous lands and devious delts -- James Joyce
Let people get fond of each other: lure them on. Then tear asunder. -- James Joyce
Too excited to be genuinely happy -- James Joyce
The voices blend and fuse in clouded silence: silence that is infinite of space: and swiftly, silently the sound is wafted over regions of cycles of cycles of generations that have lived. -- James Joyce
When all things repose, do you alone Awake to hear the sweet harps play To Love before him on his way, And the night wind answering in antiphon Till night is overgone? -- James Joyce
God becomes man becomes fish becomes barnacle goose becomes featherbed mountain. -- James Joyce
Sigh of leaves and waves, waiting, awaiting the fullness of their times, -- James Joyce
We wail, batten, sport, clip, clasp, sunder, dwindle, die: -- James Joyce
Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name? -- James Joyce
Always see a fellows weak point in his wife. -- James Joyce
No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination -- James Joyce
The hour when he too would take part in the life of that world seemed drawing near and in secret he began to make ready for the great part which he felt awaited him the nature of which he only dimly apprehended. -- James Joyce
She was well primed with a good load of Delahunt's port under her bellyband. -- James Joyce
When I find a lady who is content with her own picture I will send a bouquet to the Pope -- James Joyce
- You're not a believer, are you? Haines asked. I mean, a believer in the narrow sense of the word. Creation from nothing and miracles and a personal God. - There's only one sense of the word, it seems to me, Stephen said. -- James Joyce
Ireland sober is Ireland stiff. -- James Joyce
In the ignorance that implies the impression that knits knowledge that finds the nameform that whets the wits that convey contacts that sweeten sensation that drives desire that adheres to attachment that dogs death that bitches birth that entails the ensuance of existentiality. -- James Joyce
And the first till last alshemist wrote over every square inch of the only foolscap available, his own body, till by its corrosive sublimation one continuous present tense integument slowly unfolded all marryvoising moodmoulded cyclewheeling history ... -- James Joyce
Kyrie ! The radiance of the intellect. I ought to profess Greek, the language of the mind. -- James Joyce
Ere the hour of the twattering of bards in the twitterlitter between Druidia and the Deepsleep Sea -- James Joyce
It surprised him to see that the play which he had known at rehearsals for a disjointed lifeless thing had suddenly assumed a life of its own. -- James Joyce
Wipe your glasses with what you know. -- James Joyce
Thanks be to God we lived so long and did so much good. -- James Joyce
- O, to tell you the truth, retorted Gabriel suddenly, I'm sick of my own country, sick of it! -- James Joyce
Derevaun Seraun! Derevaun Seraun!" ("The end of pleasure is pain!") -- James Joyce
The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed. -- James Joyce
He knew the way to take a woman when he sent me the 8 big poppies because mine was the 8th -- James Joyce
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. -- James Joyce
People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep. -- James Joyce
There was cold sunlight outside the window. -- James Joyce
And I shall be misunderstord if understood to give an unconditional sinequam to the heroicised furibouts of the Nolanus theory, -- James Joyce
It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born. -- James Joyce
His cheekbones also gave his face a harsh character; but there was no harshness in the eyes which, looking at the world from under their tawny eyebrows, gave the impression of a man ever alert to greet a redeeming instinct in others but often disappointed. -- James Joyce
Frequent and violent temptations were a proof that the citadel of the soul had not fallen and that the devil raged to make it fall. -- James Joyce
Here's lumbos. Where misties swaddlum, where misches lodge none, where mystries pour kind on, O sleepy! So be yet! -- James Joyce
Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to discover America. -- James Joyce
The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole life to reading my works. -- James Joyce
[ ... ] a darkness shining in brightness which brightness could not comprehend. -- James Joyce
Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws. -- James Joyce
I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space. -- James Joyce
His mind seemed older than theirs: it shone coldly on their strifes and happiness and regrets like a moon upon a younger earth. -- James Joyce
If Ireland is to become a new Ireland she must first become European. -- James Joyce
History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake. -- James Joyce
Wipe your glosses with what you know. -- James Joyce
preacher's tone: -- James Joyce
Rapid motion through space elates one; so does notoriety; so does the possession of money. -- James Joyce
But though there were different names for God in all the different
languages in the world and God understood what all the people who
prayed said in their different languages still God remained always the
same God and God's real name was God. -- James Joyce
Skipped off the gunrest and looked gravely at his watcher, gathering about his legs the loose folds of his -- James Joyce
Love, yes. Word known to all men. -- James Joyce
When the soul of a man is born in this country there are nets flown at it to hold it back from flight. -- James Joyce
He sopped other dies of bread in the gravy and ate piece after piece of kidney. -- James Joyce
And with that he took the bloody old towser by the scruff of the neck and by Jesus he near throttled him. -- James Joyce
He imagined that he stood near Emma in a wide land and, humbly and in tears, bent and kissed the elbow of her sleeve. -- James Joyce
I am proud to be an emotionalist. -- James Joyce
One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot. -- James Joyce
I am quite content to go down to posterity as a scissors and paste man for that seems to me a harsh but not unjust description -- James Joyce
Obedience in the womb, chastity in the tomb but involuntary poverty all his days. -- James Joyce
I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at will on coming of age. Paternity is a legal fiction. -- James Joyce
A region where grey twilight ever descends, never falls on wide sagegreen pasturefields, shedding her dusk, scattering a perennial dew of stars. -- James Joyce
Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it. -- James Joyce
O cold ! O shivery ! It was your ambrosial beauty. Forget, forgive. Kismet. Let me off this once. -- James Joyce
Three quarks for Muster Mark! -- James Joyce
His wife was a little sharp-faced woman who bullied her husband when he was sober and was bullied by him when he was drunk. -- James Joyce
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday. -- James Joyce
More mud, more crocodiles. -- James Joyce
With a pansy for the pussy in the corner. -- James Joyce
There's music along the river
For Love wanders there,
Pale flowers on his mantle,
Dark leaves on his hair. -- James Joyce
By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard it in an echo of the infuriated cries within him. -- James Joyce
Then Mount Jerome for the protestants. Funerals all over the world everywhere every minute.
Shovelling them under by the cartload doublequick.
Thousands every hour. Too many in the world. -- James Joyce
Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts: secrets weary of their tyranny: tyrants willing to be dethroned. -- James Joyce
Haun! Work your progress! Hold to! Now! Win out, ye divil ye! -- James Joyce
And thanks be to God, Johnny, said Mr Dedalus, that we lived so long and did so little harm. -- James Joyce
What is home without Plumtree's Potted Meat? Incomplete. -- James Joyce
When I die Dublin will be written in my heart. -- James Joyce
The philosophic mind inclines always to an elaborate life
the life of Goethe or of Leonardo da Vinci; but the life of the poet isintense
the life of Blake or of Dante
taking into its centre the life that surrounds it and flinging it abroad again amid planetary music. -- James Joyce
Desire's wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a rose upon the rood of time. -- James Joyce
The artist who could disentangle the subtle soul of the image from its mesh of defining circumstances most exactly and 're-embody' it in artistic circumstances chosen as the most exact for it in its new office, he was the supreme artist. -- James Joyce
This in no life for man or woman, insults and hatred and history. -- James Joyce
A Classical style ... is the syllogism of art, the only legitimate process from one world to another. Classicism is not the manner of any fixed age or of any fixed country; it is a constant state of the artistic mind. It is a temper of security and satisfaction and patience. -- James Joyce
British Beatitudes! ... Beer, beef, business, bibles, bulldogs, battleships, buggery and bishops. -- James Joyce
Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas. -- James Joyce
He is cured by faith who is sick of fate. -- James Joyce
The important thing is not what we write but how we write, and in my opinion the modern writer must be an adventurer above all, willing to take every risk, and be prepared to founder in his effort if need be. In other words we must write dangerously -- James Joyce
O, undoubtedly yes, and very potable so, but one who deeper thinks will always bear in the baccbuccus of his mind that this downright there you are and there it is is only all in his eye. Why? -- James Joyce
His soul had arisen from the grave of boyhood, spurning her
grave-clothes. Yes! Yes! Yes! He would create proudly out of the
freedom and power of his soul, as the great artificer whose name he
bore, a living thing, new and soaring and beautiful, impalpable,
imperishable. -- James Joyce
Life is the great teacher. -- James Joyce
He drew forth a phrase from his treasure and spoke it softly to himself:
A day of dappled seaborne clouds. -- James Joyce
We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies. -- James Joyce
History ... is a nightmare from which I am trying to wake. -- James Joyce
With: Go Ferchios off to Allad out of this! An oldsteinsong. He threwed his fit up to his aers, rolled his poligone eyes, snivelled from his snose and blew the guff out of his hornypipe. -- James Joyce
The most profound sentence ever written, Temple said with enthusiasm, is the sentence at the end of the zoology. Reproduction is the beginning of death. -- James Joyce
It darkles, (tinct, tint) all this our funnaminal world. Yon marshpond by ruodmark verge is visited by the tide. Alvemmarea! We are circumveiloped by obscuritads. Man and belves frieren. -- James Joyce
The park's so dark by kindlelight. But look what you have in your handself! -- James Joyce
Grace before Glutton. For what we are, gifs a gross if we are, about to believe. -- James Joyce
And as no man knows the ubicity of his tumulus nor to what processes we shall thereby be ushered nor whether to Tophet or to Edenville in the like way is all hidden when we would backward see from what region of remoteness the whatness of our whoness hath fetched his whenceness. -- James Joyce
There's no friends like the old friends. -- James Joyce
It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked lookingglass of a servant. -- James Joyce
Interpretations of interpretations interpreted. -- James Joyce
What was after the universe?
Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began? -- James Joyce
You get a decent do at the Brazen Head -- James Joyce
A nation is the same people living in the same place. -- James Joyce
He had tales of distant countries. -- James Joyce
The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. -- James Joyce
- Is the brother with you, Malachi? - Down in Westmeath. With the Bannons. - Still there? I got a card from Bannon. Says he found a sweet young thing down there. Photo girl he calls her. - Snapshot, eh? Brief exposure. -- James Joyce
Love loves to love love. -- James Joyce
A dream of favours, a favourable dream. They know how they believe that they believe that they know. Wherefore they wail. -- James Joyce
The only decent people I ever saw at the racecourse were horses. -- James Joyce
There was no doubt about it: if you wanted to succeed you had to go away. You could do nothing in Dublin. -- James Joyce
Only big words for ordinary things on account of the sound. -- James Joyce
You could get a book then. There was a book in the library about Holland. There were lovely foreign names in it and pictures of strangelooking cities and ships. It made you feel so happy. -- James Joyce
Hell is the centre of evils and, as you know, things are more intense at their centres than at their remotest points. -- James Joyce
Time is, time was, but time shall be no more. -- James Joyce
As I am. As I am. All or not at all. -- James Joyce
Why was he doubly irritated?
Because he had forgotten and because he remembered that he had reminded himself twice not to forget. -- James Joyce
My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out. -- James Joyce
Does nobody understand? -- James Joyce
Bite my laughters, drink my tears. Pore into me, volumes, spell me stark and spill me swooning, I just don't care what my thwarters think. -- James Joyce
Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character. -- James Joyce
The Irish are people who will never have leaders, for at the great moment they always desert them. They have produced one skeleton
Parnell
never a man. -- James Joyce
He had to undress and then kneel and say his own prayers before the gas was lowered so that he might not go to hell when he died. -- James Joyce
...and yes I said yes I will Yes. -- James Joyce
He found trivial all that was meant to charm him and did not answer the glances which invited him to be bold. -- James Joyce
The tall form of the young professor of mental science discussing on the landing a case of conscience with his class like a giraffe cropping high leafage among a herd of antelopes -- James Joyce
What's yours is mine and what's mine is my own. -- James Joyce
Yes, evening will find itself in me, without me. -- James Joyce
Justice it means but it's everybody eating everyone else. That's what life is after all. -- James Joyce
I have left my book,
I have left my room,
For I heard you singing
Through the gloom. -- James Joyce
My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions. -- James Joyce
I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world. -- James Joyce
The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question. -- James Joyce
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not. -- James Joyce
Though their life was modest, they believed in eating well. -- James Joyce
However, he brought to mind instances of cultured fellows that promised so brilliantly nipped in the bud of premature decay and nobody to blame but themselves. -- James Joyce
Life is too short to read bad books. -- James Joyce
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
Pincushions. I'm a long time threatening to buy one. Sticking them all over the place. Needles in window curtains. -- James Joyce
For the years, he felt, had not quenched his soul, or hers. -- James Joyce
There is an art in lighting a fire. We have the liberal arts and we have the useful arts. This is one of the useful arts. -- James Joyce
I am other I now. -- James Joyce
[Robinson Crusoe] is the true prototype of the British colonist. The whole Anglo-Saxon spirit is in Crusoe: the manly independence, the unconscious cruelty, the persistence, the slow yet efficient intelligence, the sexual apathy, the calculating taciturnity. -- James Joyce
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light. -- James Joyce
An Irishman needs three things : silence, cunnning, and exile. -- James Joyce
I'll do him in, so help me fucking Christ! I'll wring the bastard fucker's bleeding blasted fucking windpipe! -- James Joyce
The long eyelids beat and lift: a burning needleprick stings and quivers in the velvet iris. -- James Joyce
You cannot eat your cake and have it. -- James Joyce
If that is rhythm, said Lynch, let me hear what you call beauty: and, please remember, though I did eat a cake of cowdung once, that I admire only beauty. -- James Joyce
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
round hat, set upon it sideways, looked -- James Joyce
Oh rocks!' says Molly Bloom, drumming her fingers in impatience. 'Tell us in plain words. -- James Joyce
Love me. Love my umbrella. -- James Joyce
Date a girl who reads -- James Joyce
What is better than to sit at the end of the day and drink wine with friends, or substitutes for friends? -- James Joyce
In the particular is contained the universal. -- James Joyce
Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places. -- James Joyce
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present. -- James Joyce
You can still die when the sun is shining. -- James Joyce
There is only one thing that makes any one athlete better than another, his heart. We all put our underwear on feet first, so we are all human. -- James Joyce
The end he had been born to serve yet did not see had led him to escape by an unseen path and now it beckoned to him once more and a new adventure was about to be opened to him. -- James Joyce
If you can put your five fingers throught it, it is a gate, if not a door. -- James Joyce
Men are governed by lines of intellect - women: by curves of emotion. -- James Joyce