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James Joyce
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Showing posts with label
James Joyce
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Saturday, May 28, 2022
365 5/23
Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
Monday, November 29, 2021
365 11/18
But we are living in a skeptical 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 humor
which belonged to an older day...
Monday, March 16, 2020
365 3/1
Every life is many days, day after day.
We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants,
old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-law.
But always meeting ourselves.
Wednesday, February 28, 2018
365 2/28
And I am not afraid to make a mistake, even a great mistake,
a lifelong mistake and
perhaps as long as eternity too
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
365 11/28
My eyes were often full of tears
(I could not tell why)
and at times a flood from my heart
seemed to pour itself out
Friday, January 9, 2015
365 1/8
"...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."
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