Quote by James Joyce Download Open image ““The Gracehoper was always jigging ajog, hoppy on akkant of his joyicity.”” — James Joyce ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.8 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye, In every gesture dignity and love.’ ” Looking at Roarke now, Morris managed a… — J.D. Robb Copy Share Image
“A bolt that raised her heart to blazing height And made the vertical the very thrust of hope, And found its path at last… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“Now, spiritual joyfulness is a most certain mark of the state of grace.” — Peter J. Arnoudt Copy Share Image
“Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eyes. In every gesture, dignity and love.” — J.D. Robb Copy Share Image
“When grace is given it comes to us as joy, maybe, but it can also be earned, I am convinced, through the rigorous examination… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“Grace is what picks me up and lifts my wings high above and I fly! Grace always conquers! Be graceful in everything; in anger,… — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
“His self-righteousness has prevented him from enjoying the grace all around him.” — Justin Buzzard Copy Share Image
“He was, she realised, quite graceful. The very idea surprised her. Male grace was a quality she'd never thought of beyond the ballroom; either… — Pamela Clare Copy Share Image
“She rose with the grace that was inherent to her every move ... Perhaps she did everything to a rhythm only she could hear.” — Eloisa James 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
