James Joyce
“Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.”
“Ireland is the old sow that eats her farrow.”
“The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.”
“The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.”
“They lived and laughed and loved and left.”
“Shut your eyes and see.”
“Yes I said yes I will Yes.”
“Love loves to love love.”
“Think you're escaping and run into yourself. The longest way round is the shortest way home.”
“A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.”
“Silence, exile, and cunning.”
“History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.”