James Joyce
James Joyce
James Augustine Aloysius Joycewas an Irish novelist and poet. He contributed to the modernist avant-garde, and is regarded as one of the most influential and important authors of the twentieth century...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth2 February 1882
CityRathgar, Ireland
CountryIreland
age age-and-aging fingers knew longer mention mind sentence start
By the age of 45, I knew I could no longer start a sentence with a mention of strudel. My fingers would want to do it but my mind just wouldn't react.
soil warm
Her companionship was like a warm soil about an exotic.
I am who I am because of who I was.
fire soul hell
Each lost soul will be a hell unto itself, the boundless fire raging in its very vitals.
art glasses servant
It is a symbol of Irish art. The cracked looking-glass of a servant.
dublin would-be passing
Good puzzle would be cross Dublin without passing a pub.
signatures through-my-eyes all-things
Signatures of all things I am here to read.
inspiration pun
My puns are not trivial. They are quadrivial
fall light air
What birds were they? (...) He listened to the cries: like the squeak of mice be- hind the wainscot : a shrill twofold note. But the notes were long and shrill and whirring, unlike the cry of vermin, falling a third or a fourth and trilled as the flying beaks clove the air. Their cry was shrill and clear and fine and falling like threads of silken light unwound from whirring spools.
eye hands blue
Our souls, shamewounded by our sins, cling to us yet more, a woman to her lover clinging, the more the more. She trusts me, her hand gentle, the longlashed eyes. Now where the blue hell am I bringing her beyond the veil? Into the ineluctable modality of the ineluctable visuality. She, she, she. What she?
friendship love-is men
Love between man and man is impossible because there must not be sexual intercourse and friendship between man and woman is impossible because there must be sexual intercourse.
love romantic heart
His heart danced upon her movement like a cork upon a tide.
shows rounds universe
What was after the universe? Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began?
men
The men that is now is only all palaver and what they can get out of you.