Like the tender fires of stars moments of their life together, that no one knew of or would ever know of, broke upon and illuminated his memory.
James JoyceThink you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
James JoyceIt was cold autumn weather, but in spite of the cold they wandered up and down the roads of the Park for nearly three hours. They agreed to break off their intercourse; every bond, he said, is a bond to sorrow.
James JoyceOur civilization, bequeathed to us by fierce adventurers, eaters of meat and hunters, is so full of hurry and combat, so busy about many things which perhaps are of no importance, that it cannot but see something feeble in a civilization which smiles as it refuses to make the battlefield the test of excellence.
James Joyce