He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music. James Joyce More Quotes by James Joyce More Quotes From James Joyce Your mind will give back to you exactly what you put into it. James Joyce giving-back mind giving Shut your eyes and see. James Joyce zeus insight eye Mistakes are the portals of discovery. James Joyce encouraging mistake inspiring Absence, the highest form of presence. James Joyce highest form absence All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday. James Joyce There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present. James Joyce eternal flow past I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day. James Joyce passion work inspirational They lived and laughed and loved and left. James Joyce positive-thinking love life But we are living in a sceptical and, if I may use the phrase, a thought-tormented age: and sometimes I fear that this new generation, educated or hyper-educated as it is, will lack those qualities of humanity, of hospitality, of kindly humour which belonged to an older day. James Joyce quality humanity age The important thing is not what we write but how we write, and in my opinion the modern writer must be an adventurer above all, willing to take every risk, and be prepared to founder in his effort if need be. In other words we must write dangerously James Joyce effort risk writing As I am. As I am. All or not at all. James Joyce History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake. James Joyce truth trying history Fall if you will, but rise you must. James Joyce ifs fall People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus. James Joyce cactus flower people A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery. James Joyce spiritual mistake life Places remember events. James Joyce events remember Love loves to love love. James Joyce funny-love love life The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. James Joyce doe spring art Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves. James Joyce wife brother men To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher. James Joyce humble life-is teacher
