Enough to know no knowing.

If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.

Normally I didn’t see a great deal. I didn’t hear a great deal either. I didn’t pay attention. Strictly speaking I wasn’t there. Strictly speaking I believe I’ve never been anywhere.

We could have saved sixpence. We could have saved fivepence. But at what cost?

James Joyce: His writing is not about something. It is the thing itself.

Nothing matters but the writing. There has been nothing else worthwhile... a stain upon the silence.

There is man in his entirety, blaming his shoe when his foot is guilty.