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
zero space degrees
Alone, what did Bloom feel? The cold of interstellar space, thousands of degrees below freezing point or the absolute zero of Fahrenheit, Centigrade or Réaumur: the incipient intimations of proximate dawn.
running space rapids
...rapid motion through space elates one.
time flames space
I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.
voice space silence
The voices blend and fuse in clouded silence: silence that is infinite of space: and swiftly, silently the sound is wafted over regions of cycles of cycles of generations that have lived.
space stride short-time
I am, a stride at a time. A very short space of time through very short time of space.
affected came electrical heard popping service sounds sour workers
The workers were in the hole, ... They heard some popping sounds and they came out. They don't know if they affected the electrical service or if the electrical service went sour for some other reason.
bond
Every bond, he said, is a bond to sorrow.
given giving robber taken yours
While you have a thing it can be taken from you... but when you give it, you have given it. No robber can take it from you. It is yours then for ever when you have given it. It will be yours always. That is to give.
absence against counter defense line majority measure treatments vaccine
Today, there are not drug or vaccine treatments for a majority of those treatments. In the absence of treatments, our technology's positioned to be the first line of defense as a counter measure against those pathogens.
belong ireland short
I belong to the faubourg Saint-Patrice called Ireland for short
beside stem waters
Night, Night. Tellmetale of stem or stone. Beside the rivering waters of hitherandthithering waters of the Night!
outcast
No one wanted him; he was outcast from life's feast.
fear
I fear those big words which make us so unhappy.
again arms asked breasts drew mad mountain perfume
I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.