“He drew forth a phrase from his treasure and spoke it softly to himself: --a day of dappled seaborne clouds. The phrase… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
“The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
Live your life to the fullest, and stop letting bullshit take up one more second of pleasure to become its reflection of… — Merle Rutledge Jr Copy Share Image
