Occupation: Novelist Birth: February 2, 1882 Death: January 13, 1941
No one who has any self-respect stays in Ireland, but flees afar as though from a country that has undergone the visitation of an angered Jove..
The personality of the artist, at first a cry or a cadence or a mood and then a fluid, and lambent narrative, finally refines itself out of existence….
The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole Life to reading my works..
Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead..
All fiction is autobiographical fantasy..
Do you know what a pearl is and what an opal is? My soul when you came sauntering to me first through those sweet summer evenings was beautiful but w….
Read your own obituary notice; they say you live longer. Gives you second wind. New lease of life..
He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place..
The State is concentric, but the individual is eccentric..
O cold ! O shivery ! It was your ambrosial beauty. Forget, forgive. Kismet. Let me off this once..
I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame..
Mr Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liverslices….
Human society is the embodiment of changeless laws which the whimsicalities and circumstances of men and women involve and overwrap. The realm of lit….
Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory..
I could call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desir….
To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher..
Every physical quality admired by men in women is in direct connection with the manifold functions of women for the propagation of the species..
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….
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….
The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea..
If Ireland is to become a new Ireland she must first become European..