A man's errors are his portals of discovery.

I don't want to die. Damn death. Long live life.

Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.

I've been working hard on [Ulysses] all day," said Joyce. Does that mean that you have written a great deal?" I said. Two sentences," said Joyce. I looked sideways but Joyce was not smiling. I thought of [French novelist Gustave] Flaubert. "You've been seeking the mot juste?" I said. No," said Joyce. "I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence.

What is better than to sit at the end of the day and drink wine with friends, or substitutes for friends?

We were always loyal to lost causes...Success for us is the death of the intellect and of the imagination. ~ Professor MacHugh

This race and this country and this life produced me, he said. I shall express myself as I am.