I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at will on coming of age. Paternity is a legal fiction.
James JoyceRead
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
Interpretation
This quote poetically describes a night sky filled with stars, likening them to ripe fruit.
James Joyce's quote evokes a vivid and imaginative image of the night sky as a 'heaventree' adorned with stars, which are likened to 'humid nightblue fruit'. This metaphor suggests the beauty and richness of the cosmos, inviting the reader to appreciate the celestial wonders that surround us and how they nurture our dreams and desires.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the beauty of nature during a poetry reading.
I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at will on coming of age. Paternity is a legal fiction.
If he had smiled why would he have smiled? To reflect that each one who enters imagines himself to be the first to enter whereas he is always the last term of a preceding series even if the first term of a succeeding one, each imagining himself to be first, last, only and alone whereas he is neither first nor last nor only nor alone in a series originating in and repeated to infinity.
Gentle lady, do not sing Sad songs about the end of love; Lay aside sadness and sing How love that passes is enough. Sing about the long deep sleep Of lovers that are dead, and how In the grave all love shall sleep: Love is aweary now.
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside.
She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male.
Writing! The activity for which the only adequate bribe is the possibility of suicide, one day.
More than anything else, though, to anyone who would write about it, golf offers a four-hour drama in two acts, which becomes memorable even in the tape-recorded reminiscenses of old champs, and which - in the hands of someone like Herb Wind - can become a piece of war correspondence as artfully controlled as Alan Morehead's account of Gallipoli.
Beauty is a relation, and the apprehension of it a comparison.
I believe in creative control. No matter what anyone makes, they should have control over it.
I can write a poem in 10 minutes. I like writing songs; I can write songs in 5 or 10 minutes. My concentration seems very short.
From the point of view of art, the butcher and the victim are equal as people. You need to see the people.
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