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
beautiful simple eggs
White pudding and eggs and sausages and cups of tea! How simple and beautiful was life after all!
signatures through-my-eyes all-things
Signatures of all things I am here to read.
imagination intellectual
The intellectual imagination! With me all or not at all. NON SERVIAM!
beautiful heart beautiful-life
He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life
moon land sky
Evening had fallen. A rim of the young moon cleft the pale waste of sky line, the rim of a silver hoop embedded in grey sand: and the tide was flowing in fast to the land with a low whisper of her waves, islanding a few last figures in distant pools.
silly book writing
I shall write a book some day about the appropriateness of names. Geoffrey Chaucer has a ribald ring, as is proper and correct, and Alexander Pope was inevitably Alexander Pope. Colley Cibber was a silly little man without much elegance and Shelley was very Percy and very Bysshe.
sentimental emotion sentimentality
Sentimentality is unearned emotion.
soccer moving goal
All human history moves towards one great goal
long pages gone
When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once…
dream heart vision
The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside.
umbrella
Love me. Love my umbrella.
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.
passing-away flesh spirit
In woman's womb word is made flesh but in the spirit of the maker all flesh that passes becomes the word that shall not pass away. This is the postcreation.
shining darkness brightness
[...] a darkness shining in brightness which brightness could not comprehend.