The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
James JoyceRead
No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the unexpected beauty found in death and the human condition.
James Joyce's quote suggests that there is an irony in how people perceive beauty and identity, particularly in life and death. The statement implies that one's value or aesthetic may not be recognized until after their life has ended, leading to deeper reflections on mortality, legacy, and the complexity of human existence.
In practice
During a memorial service, to reflect on how people often appreciate the deceased's beauty and spirit more after they have passed.
The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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.
The thing about talking about human rights is that when one bears in mind the sharp end of it, one does not want to worry too much about semantics.
But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.
Walk to the well. _x000D_ Turn as the earth and the moon turn, _x000D_ circling what they love. _x000D_ Whatever circles comes from the center.
In every man's mind the good seeds of liberty are planted, and he who brings his fellow down so low, as to make him contented with a condition of slavery, commits the highest crime against God and man.
If you keep on buying things made by child slaves in such conditions, you are equally responsible for the perpetration of slavery.
In Vancouver, in Sydney and in Orange County, we live among fluorescent stores and streets so brightly lit that you can read a book after dark; in other places across our global body, there are blackouts and curfews every night.
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