Quote

He drew forth a phrase from his treasure and spoke it softly to himself: A day of dappled seaborne clouds.

James Joyce

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

James Joyce
Age: 58 †
Born: 1882
Born: February 2
Died: 1941
Died: January 13
Author
Father
Journalist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Poet
Prosaist
Teacher
Writer
James Augustine Aloysius Joyce
Spokes
Spoke
Phrases
Treasure
Forth
Dappled
Clouds
Softly
Drew
Phrase

More quotes by James Joyce

Image
All things are inconstant except the faith in the soul, which changes all things and fills their inconstancy with light.
James Joyce
Image
People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
James Joyce
Image
But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.
James Joyce
Image
The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.
James Joyce
Image
I could call my wandering thoughts together. I had hardly any patience with the serious work of life which, now that it stood between me and my desire, seemed to me child's play, ugly monotonous child's play.
James Joyce
Image
Frequent and violent temptations were a proof that the citadel of the soul had not fallen and that the devil raged to make it fall.
James Joyce
Image
Tenors get women by the score.
James Joyce
Image
[Robinson Crusoe] is the true prototype of the British colonist. The whole Anglo-Saxon spirit is in Crusoe: the manly independence, the unconscious cruelty, the persistence, the slow yet efficient intelligence, the sexual apathy, the calculating taciturnity.
James Joyce
Image
He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.
James Joyce
Image
The apprehensive faculty must be scrutinised in action.
James Joyce
Image
Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him by the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned: ----Introibo ad altare Dei.
James Joyce
Image
Winds of May, that dance on the sea, Dancing a ring-around in glee From furrow to furrow, while overhead The foam flies up to be garlanded, In silvery arches spanning the air, Saw you my true love anywhere? Welladay! Welladay! For the winds of May! Love is unhappy when love is away!
James Joyce
Image
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
James Joyce
Image
One of the things I could never get accustomed to in my youth was the difference I found between life and literature.
James Joyce
Image
The sacred pint alone can unbind the tongue.
James Joyce
Image
I want to give a picture of Dublin so complete that if the city suddenly disappeared from the earth it could be reconstructed out of my book.
James Joyce
Image
A woman loses a charm with every pin she takes out.
James Joyce
Image
Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.
James Joyce
Image
Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to discover America.
James Joyce
Image
I am quite content to go down to posterity as a scissors and paste man for that seems to me a harsh but not unjust description
James Joyce