The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question. 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-backmindgiving Shut your eyes and see. James Joyce zeusinsighteye Mistakes are the portals of discovery. James Joyce encouragingmistakeinspiring Absence, the highest form of presence. James Joyce highestformabsence All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday. James Joyce There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present. James Joyce eternalflowpast I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day. James Joyce passionworkinspirational They lived and laughed and loved and left. James Joyce positive-thinkinglovelife 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 qualityhumanityage 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 effortriskwriting 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 truthtryinghistory Fall if you will, but rise you must. James Joyce ifsfall People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus. James Joyce cactusflowerpeople A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery. James Joyce spiritualmistakelife Places remember events. James Joyce eventsremember Love loves to love love. James Joyce funny-lovelovelife The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring. James Joyce doespringart 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 wifebrothermen To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher. James Joyce humblelife-isteacher
