But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
James JoyceThere was no doubt about it: if you wanted to succeed you had to go away. You could do nothing in Dublin.
James JoyceBut my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
James JoyceThere was no doubt about it: if you wanted to succeed you had to go away. You could do nothing in Dublin.
James Joyce