I am not afraid to make a mistake, even a great mistake, a lifelong mistake and perhaps as long as eternity too.
– James Joyce
There’s no friends like the old friends.
– James Joyce
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
– James Joyce
The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
– James Joyce
Love between man and woman is impossible because there must not be sexual intercourse, and friendship between man and woman is impossible because there must be sexual intercourse.
– James Joyce
Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.
– James Joyce
Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure of all art; it is the part the schools cannot recognize.
– James Joyce
Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an esthetic end.
– James Joyce
Men are governed by lines of intellect – women: by curves of emotion.
– James Joyce
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
– James Joyce
Life is too short to read a bad book.
– James Joyce
As you are now so once were we.
– James Joyce
Have read little and understood less.
– James Joyce
There’s no friends like the old friends.
– James Joyce
They lived and laughed and loved and left.
– James Joyce
Too excited to be genuinely happy.
– James Joyce
Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.
– James Joyce
And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.
– James Joyce
All Moanday, Tearday, Wailsday, Thumpsday, Frightday, Shatterday.
– James Joyce
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
– James Joyce
A man’s errors are his portals of discovery.
– James Joyce
He wanted to cry quietly but not for himself: for the words, so beautiful and sad, like music.
– James Joyce