Every age must look for its sanction to its poetry and philosophy, for in these the human mind, as it looks backward… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
The philosophic mind inclines always to an elaborate life--the life of Goethe or of Leonardo da Vinci; but the life of the… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Truth is beheld by the intellect which is appeased by the most satisfying relations of the intelligible; beauty is beheld by the… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“His blade of human knowledge, natural astuteness particularized by long association with cases in the police courts, had been tempered by brief… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“A man who swears before the world to love a woman till death part him and her is sane neither in the… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Our flesh shrinks from what it dreads and responds to the stimulus of what it desires by a purely reflex action of… — 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 Image
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 Image
Shaw's works make me admire the magnificent tolerance and broadmindedness of the english. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“Do you know what Ireland is?' asked Stephen with cold violence. 'Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.” — James Joyce Copy Share Image
The studious silence of the library ... Thought is the thought of thought. Tranquil brightness. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame. — James Joyce Copy Share Image
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 Image
