The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
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He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects on the profound emotional connection to beautiful yet melancholic words, akin to music.
In this quote, James Joyce expresses the deep emotional impact of language that evokes sadness and beauty. The act of wanting to cry for these words suggests an appreciation for their artistic quality, where the emotional resonance is felt not for personal reasons but for the inherent beauty and sadness they convey, similar to the stirring effect of music on the soul.
Themes
EmotionArtLanguageBeautySadness
In practice
Example use cases
In a poetry reading, quoting this can emphasize the emotional depth of the poems being recited.
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