Never let us do wrong, because our opponents did so. Let us, rather, by doing right, show them what they ought to have done, and establish a rule the dictates of reason and conscience, rather than of the angry passions.

James Joyce

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The apprehensive faculty must be scrutinised in action. by James Joyce

The apprehensive faculty must be scrutinised in action.

faculty action

Have read little and understood less. by James Joyce

Have read little and understood less.

understood littles

if it is thus, I ask emphatically whence comes this thusness. by James Joyce

if it is thus, I ask emphatically whence comes this thusness.

asks ifs

In the name of Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her rill be run, unhemmed as it is uneven!

finnegans-wake names running

I don't want to die. Damn death. Long live life. by James Joyce

I don't want to die. Damn death. Long live life.

live-life want long

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen. by James Joyce

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen.

obscurity unseen flower

Wipe your glosses with what you know. by James Joyce

Wipe your glosses with what you know.

gloss wipe knows

I am a worker, a tombstone mason, anxious to pleace averyburies and jully glad when Christmas comes his once ayear.

masons anxious tombstone

Broken heart. A pump after all, pumping thousands of gallons of blood every day. One fine day it gets bunged up and there you are... Old rusty pumps: damn the thing else. The resurrection and the life. Once you are dead you are dead.

broken heart blood

The incompatibility of aquacity with the erratic originality of g... by James Joyce

The incompatibility of aquacity with the erratic originality of genius.

erratic originality genius

There is an atmosphere of spiritual effort here. No other city is quite like it. I wake early, often at 5 o'clock, and start writing at once.

cities spiritual writing

I don't mean to presume to dictate to you in the slightest degree but why did you leave your father's house?

home mean father

Quotation marks quotato marks! Bah! by James Joyce

Quotation marks quotato marks! Bah!

quotation-marks quotations mark

If the Irish programme did not insist on the Irish language I suppose I could call myself a nationalist. As it is, I am content torecognize myself an exile: and, prophetically, a repudiated one.

exile politics language

There is only one thing that makes any one athlete better than another, his heart. We all put our underwear on feet first, so we are all human.

athlete feet heart

Human society is the embodiment of changeless laws which the whimsicalities and circumstances of men and women involve and overwrap. The realm of literature is the realm of these accidental manners and humours--a spacious realm; and the true literary artist concerns himself mainly with them.

artist law men

That ideal reader suffering from an ideal insomnia. by James Joyce

That ideal reader suffering from an ideal insomnia.

reader suffering insomnia

(...) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the... by James Joyce

(...) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the size of a fullstop.

size heart littles

He asked himself what is a woman standing on the stairs in the shadow, listening to distant music, a symbol of. If he were a painter he would paint her in that attitude. Her blue felt hat would show off the bronze of her hair against the darkness and the dark panels of her skirt would show off the light ones. Distant Music he would call the picture if he were a painter.

light dark attitude

So you need hardly spell me how every word will be bound over to carry three score and ten toptypsical readings throughout the book of Doublends Jined.

dublin reading book