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
morning tired heart
And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple and willful as a bird's heart?
art hate tired
I am damnably sick of Italy, Italian and Italians, outrageously, illogically sick.... I hate to think that Italians ever did anything in the way of art.... What did they do but illustrate a page or so of the New Testament! They themselves think they have a monopoly in the line. I am dead tired of their bello and bellezza.
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.
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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.
written
When I die Dublin will be written in my heart.
actions best brainy men
The actions of men are the best interpreters of their thoughts.
admittedly civil clothing everyday looked looking military outer perfection quite whatever
Ever looked sufficiently at a quite everyday looking stamped addressed envelope? Admittedly it is an outer husk: its face, in all its featureful perfection of imperfection, is its fortune: it exhibits only the civil or military clothing of whatever p