Quotes by James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

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His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
You made me confess the fears that I have. But I will tell you also what I do not fear. I do not fear to be alone or to — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
God spoke to you by so many voices but you would not hear. — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
God and religion before every thing!' Dante cried. 'God and religion before the world.' Mr Casey raised his clenched fis — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
His sensitive nature was still smarting under the lashes of an undivided and squalid way of life. His soul was still dis — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
The soul ... has a slow and dark birth, more mysterious than the birth of the body. When the soul of a man is born in th — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
By thinking of things you could understand them. — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it ca — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
The eyes, too, were reptilelike in glint and gaze. Yet at that instant, humbled and alert in their look, they were lit b — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
To discover the mode of life or of art whereby my spirit could express itself in unfettered freedom. — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
The object of the artist is the creation of the beautiful. What the beautiful is is another question. — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place. — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Her room was warm and lightsome. A huge doll sat with her legs apart in the copious easy-chair beside the bed. He tried — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
You have asked me what I would do and what I would not do. I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music. — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow and fad — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
There was a lust of wandering in his feet that burned to set out for the ends of the earth. On! On! his heart seemed to — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
What was after the universe?Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothi — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
—Alone, quite alone. You have no fear of that. And you know what that word means? Not only to be separate from all other — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my sou — James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man