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The conquest of the earth, which mostly means the taking it away from those who have a different complexion or slightly flatter noses than ourselves, is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much.

There were lots of things to stop and see - and then it was time to go, always time to go.

سأخبركم بما سأفعله وبما لن أفعله، لن أخدم ما لم أعد أؤمن به، سواء كان ذلك الشىء يسمى نفسه بيتي أو وطني أو كنيستي. وسأحاول التعبير عن نفسي بصيغة من صيغ الحياة أو الفن بالقدر الذي أستطيعه من الحرية والكمال، مستعملا للدفاع عن نفسي الذراع التي سمحت لنفسي استعمالها - الصمت والمنفى والبراعة والمكر.جايمس جويس - صورة للفنان في شبابه

O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted. I will give out divers schedules of my beauty. It shall be inventoried, and every particle and utensil labeled to my will: as, item, two lips indifferent red; item, two grey eyes, with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth.

There was nothing I could do about it. As an Earthling, I had to believe whatever clocks said—and calendars.

So he had passed beyond the challenge of the sentries who had stood as guardians of his boyhood and had sought to keep him among them that he might be subject to them and serve their ends. Pride after satisfaction uplifted him like long slow waves.

Give me some music! Now, good morrow, friends!

If you’ll curtail your literary pursuits a moment I’ll introduce you to my counterpart and Nemesis; I would be trite and say, ‘to my better half,’ but I think that phrase indicates some kind of basically equal division, don’t you?

All normal people -I added as on afterthought- had more or less desired the death of those they loved, at some time or another.

I take it, no fool ever made a bargain for his soul with the devil: the fool is too much of a fool, or the devil too much of a devil—I don't know which.

So Billy uncorked it with his thumbs. It didn’t make a pop. The champagne was dead. So it goes.

He did not want to play. He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld.

And I, most jocund, apt, and willingly, To do you rest, a thousand deaths would die.

Mine is a long and a sad tale!' said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing. 'It is a long tail, certainly,' said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; 'but why do you call it sad?

He stopped, feeling lonely in his long speech.

They were two happy lovers among the crowd, and they came to suspect that love could be a feeling that was more relaxing and deep than the happiness, wild but momentary, of their secret nights.

Everything belonged to him—but that was a trifle. The thing was to know what he belonged to, how many powers of darkness claimed him for their own.

If you're scared of someone you hate him but you can't stop thinking about him.

Човек, който не мени мнението си, е задължен да бъде много точен в първата си преценка.

She celebrated frustration by clapping her hands.