31 Quotes About Joyce
- Author James Joyce
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Each imagining himself to be the first last and only alone, whereas he is neither first last nor last nor only not alone in a series originating in and repeated to infinity.
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- Author Джеймс Джойс
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- Душата се ражда - унесено поде той - именно в онези мигове, за които ти говорих. Ражда се бавно, в мрак, и нейното раждане е много по-тайнствено от това на тялото. В тази страна, още щом се роди, върху душата на човека хвърлят мрежи, за не ѝ позволят да литне. Говориш ми за националност, език, религия. Аз ще сторя всичко, за да се изплъзна от тези мрежи.
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- Author James Joyce
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Don't you think there is a certain resemblance between the mystery of the Mass and what I am trying to do?...To give people some kind of intellectual pleasure or spiritual enjoyment by converting the bread of everyday life into something that has a permanent artistic life of its own.
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- Author John Munro Woolsey
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But my considered opinion, after long reflection, is that, whilst in many places the effect of "Ulysses" on the reader undoubtedly is somewhat emetic, nowhere does it tend to be an aphrodisiac.
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- Author John Munro Woolsey
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In respect of the recurrent emergence of the theme of sex in the minds of [Joyce's] characters, it must always be remembered that his locale was Celtic and his season spring.
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- Author James Joyce
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To say that a great genius is mad, while at the same time recognizing his artistic merit, is no better than to say he is rheumatic or diabetic.
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- Author James Joyce
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Ulisses
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- Author Michael Foley
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Only a determined and resourceful scholar could establish manuscript precedence - but in the race to masturbate on a printed page Proust definitely came first.
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- Author James Joyce
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Heavenly weather really. If life was always like that. Cricket weather. Sit around under sunshades. Over after over. Out. They can't play it here. Duck for six wickets. Still Captain Culler broke a window in the Kildare street club with a slog to square leg. Donnybrook fair more in their line. And the skulls we were acracking when M'Carthy took the floor. Heatwave. Won't last. Always passing, the stream of life, which in the stream of life we trace is dearer than them all.
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