One of the things I could never get accustomed to in my youth was the difference I found between life and literature. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
I want to give a picture of Dublin so complete that if the city suddenly disappeared from the earth it could be… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“The pity is that the public will demand and find a moral in my book, or worse they may take it in… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
So you need hardly spell me how every word will be bound over to carry three score and ten toptypsical readings throughout… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
Human society is the embodiment of changeless laws which the whimsicalities and circumstances of men and women involve and overwrap. The realm… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
I shall write a book some day about the appropriateness of names. Geoffrey Chaucer has a ribald ring, as is proper and… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“You could get a book then. There was a book in the library about Holland. There were lovely foreign names in it… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
And in spite of everything, Ireland remains the brain of the Kingdom. The English, judiciously practical and ponderous, furnish the over-stuffed stomach… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“...the modern mind...is interested above all in subtleties, equivocations and the subterranean complexities which dominate the average man and compose his life…modern… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
Dubliner seems to me to have some meaning and I doubt whether the same can be said for such words asLondoner and… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Reading two pages apiece of seven books every night, eh? I was young. You bowed to yourself in the mirror, stepping forward… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Reading two pages apiece of seven books every night, eh? I was young. You bowed to yourself in the mirror, stepping forward… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible. — James Joyce Copy Share
Our civilization, bequeathed to us by fierce adventurers, eaters of meat and hunters, is so full of hurry and combat, so busy about many… — James Joyce Copy Share
Shaw's works make me admire the magnificent tolerance and broadmindedness of the english. — James Joyce Copy Share
“Do you know what Ireland is?' asked Stephen with cold violence. 'Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.” — James Joyce Copy Share
The studious silence of the library ... Thought is the thought of thought. Tranquil brightness. — James Joyce Copy Share
“two cronies drank to the memory of their past. An abyss of fortune or of temperament sundered him from them. His mind seemed older… — James Joyce Copy Share
He passes, struck by the stare of truculent Wellington but in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of Jollypoldy… — James Joyce Copy Share
I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame. — James Joyce Copy Share
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… — James Joyce Copy Share
Though people may read more into Ulysses than I ever intended, who is to say that they are wrong: do any of us know… — James Joyce Copy Share
