“Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“I was a Flower of the mountain yes when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red yes and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“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, quote from Ulysses
“Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“Her antiquity in preceding and surviving succeeding tellurian generations: her nocturnal predominance: her satellitic dependence: her luminary reflection: her constancy under all her phases, rising and setting by her appointed times, waxing and waning: the forced invariability of her aspect: her indeterminate response to inaffirmative interrogation: her potency over effluent and refluent waters: her power to enamour, to mortify, to invest with beauty, to render insane, to incite to and aid delinquency: the tranquil inscrutability of her visage: the terribility of her isolated dominant resplendent propinquity: her omens of tempest and of calm: the stimulation of her light, her motion and her presence: the admonition of her craters, her arid seas, her silence: her splendour, when visible: her attraction, when invisible.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“God made food; the devil the cooks.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“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, quote from Ulysses
“Let my country die for me.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“As you are now so once were we.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“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, quote from Ulysses
“If Socrates leaves his house today he will find the sage seated on his doorstep. If Judas go forth tonight it is to Judas his steps will tend.’ Every life is many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-law. But always meeting ourselves.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“It is as painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“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, quote from Ulysses
“Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liverslices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencods' roes. Most of all he liked grilled mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“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, quote from Ulysses
“Drugs age you after mental excitement. Lethargy then. Why? Reaction. A lifetime in a night. Gradually changes your character.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“It soared, a bird, it held its flight, a swift pure cry, soar silver orb it leaped serene, speeding, sustained, to come, don't spin it out too long long breath he breath long life, soaring high, high resplendent, aflame, crowned, high in the effulgence symbolistic, high, of the ethereal bosom, high, of the high vast irradiation everywhere all soaring all around about the all, the endlessnessnessness...”
― James Joyce, quote from Ulysses
“INELUCTABLE MODALITY OF THE VISIBLE: AT LEAST THAT IF NO MORE, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgreen, bluesilver, rust: coloured signs. Limits of the diaphane. But he adds: in bodies. Then he was aware of them bodies before of them coloured. How? By knocking his sconce against them, sure. Go easy. Bald he was and a millionaire, maestro di color che sanno. Limit of the diaphane in. Why in? Diaphane, adiaphane. If you can put your five fingers through it, it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.
Stephen closed his eyes to hear his boots crush crackling wrack and shells. You are walking through it howsomever. I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short times of space. Five, six: the nacheinander. Exactly: and that is the ineluctable modality of the audible. Open your eyes. No. Jesus! If I fell over a cliff that beetles o'er his base, fell through the nebeneinander ineluctably. I am getting on nicely in the dark. My ash sword hangs at my side. Tap with it: they do. My two feet in his boots are at the end of his legs, nebeneinander. Sounds solid: made by the mallet of Los Demiurgos. Am I walking into eternity along Sandymount strand? Crush, crack, crick, crick. Wild sea money. Dominie Deasy kens them a'.
Won't you come to Sandymount,
Madeline the mare?
Rhythm begins, you see. I hear. A catalectic tetrameter of iambs marching. No, agallop: deline the mare.
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, quote from Ulysses
James Joyce
Born place: in Rathgar, Dublin, Ireland
Born date February 2, 1882
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“So why did you want to kiss me?"
"We're friends aren't we?" Callum shrugged.
I relaxed into a smile. "Of course we are."
"And if you can't kiss your friends who can you kiss?" Callum smiled.”
― Malorie Blackman, quote from Noughts & Crosses
“I stare at him. "You can't risk not winning. Not because of me."
Sean doesn't lift his eyes from the counter. "We make our move when you make yours. You on the inside, me on the outside. Corr can come from the middle of the pack; he's done it before. It's one side you won't have to worry about."
I say, "I will not be your weakness, Sean Kendrick."
Now he looks at me. He says, very softly, "It's late for that, Puck.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, quote from The Scorpio Races
“What do you know of love or marriage?" I asked. "You were all set to marry a woman ten years older than you before the King stole her away."
"I wouldn't have married her anyway," Loki shrugged. "Not if I didn't love her."
"Now you've got integrity?" I scoffed. "You kidnapped me, and your father was a traitor."
"I've never said a nice word about my father," Loki said quickly. "And I've never done anything bad to you."
"You still kidnapped me!" I said dubiously.
"Did I?" Loki cocked his head. "Because I remember Kyra kidnapping you,and me preventing her from pummeling you to death. Then,when you were coughing up blood, I sent for the Queen to help you. When you escaped,I didn't stop you. And since I came here,I've done nothing to you. I've even been good because you told me to be. So what terrible crimes have I committed against you, Princess?"
"I-I-" I stammered. "I never said you did anything terrible."
"Then why don't you trust me, Wendy?"
He'd never called me by my name before, and the underlying affection underneath it startled me. Even his eyes, which still held their usual veil of playfulness, had something deeper brewing underneath. When he wasn't trying so hard to be devilishly handsome, he actually was.
The growing connection I felt with him unnerved me, but I didn't want him to see that. More than that,it didn't matter what feelings I might be having for him.He was leaving today, and I would probably never see him again.
"I do trust you," I admitted. "I do trust you.I just don't know why I do,and I don't know why you've been helping me."
"You want the truth?" He smiled at me, and there was something sincere and sweet underlying. "You piqued my curiosity."
"You risked your life for me because you were curious?" I asked doubtfully.
"As soon as you came to,your only conern was for helping your friends, and you never stopped," Loki said. "You were kind. And I haven't seen that much kindness in my life.”
― Amanda Hocking, quote from Torn
“مرحي يا ابن ابراهيم، أيها الخسيس، الحاقد، المجنون أبداً بالريح ... وأنت أيها المتهور، المهذار، الجشع ... وأنت يا شارب الحليب الورع، أنت لا تقتل أو تسرق أو تزني لأنك جبان، كل فضائلك هي بنات جبنك! ... وانت أيها الحمار المغفل، الذي ينكسر ظهرك من كثرة الضرب، أنت تحث السير بالرغم من الجوع والعطش والبرد والسوط، كاداً غير آبه باحترام ذاتك، وتكتفي بلعق أسفل القدر، كل فضائلك هي وليدة فقرك! ... وأنت أيها الثعلب الماكر، أنت تقف خارج باب عرين الأسد، عرين يهوه، ولا تفكر بالدخول ... وأنت أيها الخروف الأحمق، انك تثغو وتتبع رباً ينوي ان يأكك! ... وأنت يا ابن لاوي، دجال، تتاجر بالرب، تبيعه بالتقسيط، صاحب نُزُل، يقدم الرب للرجال، وكأنه مشروب حتي يسكروا ويفتحوا لك أكياس نقودهم وقلوبهم! أنت يا أوغد الأوغاد! ... وأنت أيها الزاهد، العنيد، المتعصب، الخبيث، تنظر الي وجهك وتختلق الهاً خبيثاً متعصباً وعنيداً، ثم تسجد وتعبده، لانه يشبهك! ... وأنت يا من افتتحت روحك الخالدة محلاً للصيرفة، تجلس علي العتبة، وتدخل يدك الي الجراب، وتمنح الصدقات للفقراء، وتقرض الرب، وتحتفظ بدفتر حسابات، وتدون: "أعطيت الكثير من الاموال حسنة، الي فلان وفلان، في يوم كذا وكذا، وفي الساعة كذا وكيت"، وتوصي أن يوضع دفتر حسابك معك في الكفن لكي تفتحه أمام الرب، وتقدم له فاتورتك، وتجمع ملايينك الخالدة! ... وأنت أيها الكاذب المدعي، انك تطأ بقدميك كل وصايا الرب، فتقتل، وتسرق، وترتكب الزنا، وبعد ذلك تنفجر باكياً، تضرب علي صدرك، وتتناول قيثارتك، وتحول خطيئتك الي اغنية، أيها الشيطان الداهية، أنت تعلم علم اليقين أن الرب يسامح المغنين، مهما يفعلون، لأنه ببساطة يمكن أن يموت اشتياقاً لسماع اغنية! ... وأنا، أنا أحمق مجنون، لا يشعر بالمسئولية، مغرور، تركت زوجتي وأولادي لأبحث عن المسيح ... اننا جميعاً: "شياطين وملائكة" !”
― Nikos Kazantzakis, quote from The Last Temptation of Christ
“He was dark-haired as his mother, and promised to be like her in mood also; for he was not merry, and spoke little, though he learned to speak early and ever seemed older than his years. Túrin was slow to forget injustice or mockery; but the fire of his father was also in him, and he could be sudden and fierce. Yet he was quick to pity, and the hurts or sadness of living things might move him to tears.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, quote from The Children of Húrin
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