Gone to heaven Quote by James Joyce
““Ugly and futile: lean neck and thick hair and a stain of ink, a snail’s bed. Yet someone had loved him, borne him in her arms and in her heart. But for her the race of the world would have trampled him underfoot, a squashed boneless snail. She had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own. Was that then real? The only true thing in life? His mother’s prostrate body the fiery Columbanus in holy zeal bestrode. She was no more: the trembling skeleton of a twig burnt in the fire, an odour of rosewood and wetted ashes. She had saved him from being trampled underfoot and had gone, scarcely having been. A poor soul gone to heaven: and on a heath beneath winking stars a fox, red reek of rapine in his fur, with merciless bright eyes scraped in the earth, listened, scraped up the earth, listened, scraped and scraped.””
About This Quote
Source Novel: Ulysses, 1922
A tender yet tragic reflection on love, sacrifice, and the fragile nature of existence, juxtaposing intimate devotion with harsh reality.
In simple terms: Love endures despite suffering and inevitability.
Cherish genuine love, accept life's impermanence.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- grief
- parental loss
- spiritual contemplation
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do we honor love that is fleeting?
- Can suffering deepen our appreciation of life?
Love cannot shield from all pain; mortality persists.