Occupation: Novelist Birth: February 2, 1882 Death: January 13, 1941
While you have a thing it can be taken from you…..but when you give it, you have given it. no robber can take it from you. It is yours then forever w….
He passes, struck by the stare of truculent Wellington but in the convex mirror grin unstruck the bonham eyes and fatchuck cheekchops of Jollypoldy t….
And the first till last alshemist wrote over every square inch of the only foolscap available, his own body, till by its corrosive sublimation one co….
Love loves to love love..
You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is like a woman..
And when all was said and done the lies a fellow told about himself couldn't probably hold a proverbial candle to the wholesale whoppers other fellow….
What kind of liberation would that be to forsake an absurdity which is logical and coherent and to embrace one which is illogical and incoherent?.
Good puzzle would be cross Dublin without passing a pub..
Her name sprang to my lips at moments in strange prayers and praises which I myself did not understand. My eyes were often full of tears (I could not….
I am damnably sick of Italy, Italian and Italians, outrageously, illogically sick.... I hate to think that Italians ever did anything in the way of a….
Thought is the thought of thought..
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungi….
This race and this country and this life produced me, he said. I shall express myself as I am..
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age..
You behold in me, Stephen said with grim displeasure, a horrible example of free thought..
When I die Dublin will be written on my heart..
Every age must look for its sanction to its poetry and philosophy, for in these the human mind, as it looks backward or forward, attains to an eterna….
The only decent people I ever saw at the racecourse were horses..
The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude..
if it is thus, I ask emphatically whence comes this thusness..
And in spite of everything, Ireland remains the brain of the Kingdom. The English, judiciously practical and ponderous, furnish the over-stuffed stom….