The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.
James JoyceRead
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
Interpretation
Our present actions shape our future identity and circumstances.
James Joyce highlights the importance of our daily choices and actions in determining who we become in the future. This notion emphasizes that our present and past are interconnected, and what we establish today lays the foundation for our tomorrow, making every decision significant in crafting our identity and life trajectory.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal growth.
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.
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.
Proposition one: time is a man, space is a woman.
In real life, the hardest aspect of the battle between good and evil is determining which is which.
And there you are on the shore, fitful and thoughtful, trying to attach them to an idea β some news of your own life. But the lilies are slippery and wildβthey are devoid of meaning, they are simply doing, from the deepest spurs of their being, what they are impelled to do every summer. And so, dear sorrow, are you.
Walk any path in Destiny's garden, and you will be forced to choose, not once but many times.
Ah! the clock is always slow; it is later than you think.
If you need me or my help I will help you, whatever path you may follow. For me there is no difference. All paths lead to the same goal, that is, to realize the Divine.
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