Civilization may be said indeed to be the creation of its outlaws.

My intention was to write a chapter of the moral history of my country and I chose Dublin for the scene because that city seemed to me the centre of paralysis.

I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then. Would you?

Wipe your glosses with what you know.

All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eons of the gods.

Always see a fellows weak point in his wife.