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James Joyce

  • Seline Bacchusцитуєторік
    `And what did he die of so young, Gretta? Consumption, was it?'

    `I think he died for me,' she answered.
  • Seline Bacchusцитуєторік
    Gabriel felt humiliated by the failure of his irony and by the evocation of this figure from the dead, a boy in the gasworks. While he had been full of memories of their secret life together, full of tenderness and joy and desire, she had been comparing him in her mind with another. A shameful consciousness of his own person assailed him. He saw himself as a ludicrous figure, acting as a penny-boy for his aunts, a nervous, well-meaning sentimentalist, orating to vulgarians and idealizing his own clownish lusts, the pitiable fatuous fellow he had caught a glimpse of in the mirror. Instinctively he turned his back more to the light lest she might see the shame that burned upon his forehead.
  • Ekaterina Tupovaцитуєторік
    Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo...

    His father told him that story: his father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy face.
  • Gulay Jabrailzadehцитує2 роки тому
    Stephen Dedalus
    Class of Elements
    Clongowes Wood College
    Sallins
    County Kildare
    Ireland
    Europe
    The World
    The Universe

    That was in his writing: and Fleming one night for a cod had written on the opposite page:

    Stephen Dedalus is my name,
    Ireland is my nation.
    Clongowes is my dwellingplace
    And heaven my expectation.

    He read the verses backwards but then they were not poetry. Then he read the flyleaf from the bottom to the top till he came to his own name. That was he: and he read down the page again. What was after the universe?
    Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began?
    It could not be a wall; but there could be a thin thin line there all round everything. It was very big to think about everything and everywhere. Only God could do that. He tried to think what a big thought that must be; but he could only think of God. God was God's name just as his name was Stephen. DIEU was the French for God and that was God's name too; and when anyone prayed to God and said DIEU then God knew at once that it was a French person that was praying. But, though there were different names for God in all the different languages in the world and God understood what all the people who prayed said in their different languages, still God remained always the same God and God's real name was God
  • Gulay Jabrailzadehцитує2 роки тому
    But, though there were different names for God in all the different languages in the world and God understood what all the people who prayed said in their different languages, still God remained always the same God and God's real name was God.
  • riцитує2 роки тому
    But you could not have a green rose. But perhaps somewhere in the world you could.
  • riцитує2 роки тому
    He wondered whether the scullion's apron was damp too or whether all white things were cold and damp.
  • riцитує2 роки тому
    All the boys seemed to him very strange. They had all fathers and mothers and different clothes and voices.
  • riцитує2 роки тому
    He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.
  • riцитує2 роки тому
    What did that mean, to kiss? You put your face up like that to say good night and then his mother put her face down. That was to kiss. His mother put her lips on his cheek; her lips were soft and they wetted his cheek; and they made a tiny little noise: kiss. Why did people do that with their two faces?
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