What the heart knows today the head will understand tomorrow. — James Stephens Heart Copy Share Image
Originality does not consist in saying what no one has ever said before, but in saying exactly what you think yourself. — James Stephens Creativity Copy Share Image
Quietness is the beginning of virtue. To be silent is to be beautiful. Stars do not make a noise. — James Stephens Beautiful Copy Share Image
When a woman speaks to a man about the love she feels for another man, she is not liked. — James Stephens Copy Share Image
Tell me your past, my beloved, for a man is his past, and is to be known by it. — James Stephens Beloved Copy Share Image
A Leprecaun without a pot of gold is like a rose without perfume, a bird without a wing, or an inside without… — James Stephens Bird Copy Share Image
“A poem is a revelation, and it is by the brink of running water that poetry is revealed to the mind.” — James Stephens Poem Copy Share Image
“Originalitatea nu constă în a spune ce nu a mai spus nimeni, ci în a spune exact ceea ce gândești tu însuți.” — James Stephens Amor Copy Share Image
“In truth we do not go to Faery, we become Fairy, and in the beating of a pulse we may live for… — James Stephens Fairy Copy Share Image
We are washed both on coming into the world and on going out of it, and we take no pleasure from the… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
Life runs to death as its goal, and we should go towards that next stage of experience either carelessly as to what… — James Stephens Curiosity Copy Share Image
To work is nothing; the king on his throne, the priest kneeling before the Holy Altar, all people in all places had… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
We get wise by asking questions, and even if these are not answered, we get wise, for a well-packed question carries its… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
The mysteries of death and birth occupy women far more than is the case with men, to whom political and mercantile speculations… — James Stephens Birth Copy Share Image
“After a lie truth bursts out, and it is no longer the radiant and serene goddess knew or hoped for—it is a… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
In that wide struggle which we call Progress, evil is always the aggressor and the vanquished, and it is right that this… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
Any fool can wash himself, but every wise man knows that it is an unnecessary labour, for nature will quickly reduce him… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
A man and a woman may become quite intimate in a quarter of an hour. Almost certainly will they endeavour to explain… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
“Knowledge, may it be said, is higher than magic and is more to be sought. It is quite possible to see what… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
“Even the wind had ceased, and there seemed to be nothing in the world but the darkness and himself. In that gigantic… — James Stephens Darkness Copy Share Image
“It has occurred to me, brother, that wisdom may not be the end to everything. Goodness and kindness are, perhaps, beyond wisdom.… — James Stephens Goodness and kindness Copy Share Image
“There are more worlds than one, and in many ways they are unlike each other. But joy and sorrow, or, in other… — James Stephens Good and evil Copy Share Image
I came to the resolve that the attempt was not only worth trying, but should be tried in the very near future… — James Stephens Copy Share Image
“There is a difference between this world and the world of Faery, but it is not immediately perceptible. Everything that is here… — James Stephens Faery Copy Share Image
“He saw a square room furnished as a library. The entire section of the walls which he could spy was covered from… — James Stephens Books Copy Share Image
Is it not possible that the ultimate end is gaiety and music and a dance of joy? — James Stephens Beginning Copy Share Image
The duty of a lyrical poet is not to express or explain, it is to intensify life. — James Stephens Duty Copy Share Image
Chaos is the first condition. Order is the first law. Continuity is the first reflection. Quietude is the first happiness. — James Stephens Chaos Copy Share Image
