James Joyce Quotes
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A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.
James Joyce
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Author Details:
Type:
Novelist Quotes
Category:
Irish Novelist Quotes
Date of Birth:
February 2, 1882
Date of Death:
January 13, 1941
Nationality:
Irish
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Select James Joyce Quotations:
He found in the world without as actual what was in his world within as possible.
James Joyce
A nation is the same people living in the same place.
James Joyce
And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.
James Joyce
There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.
James Joyce
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
James Joyce
I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that's the only way of insuring one's immortality.
James Joyce
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Quote Keywords:

Discovery,
Errors,
Genius,
His,
Makes,
Man,
Mistakes,
Portals
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Dictionary Links:

Discovery,
Genius,
His,
Man
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All James Joyce Quotations:
A corpse is meat gone bad...
A man of genius makes no...
A man's errors are his portals...
A nation is the same people...
And then I asked him with...
Better pass boldly into that other...
Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is...
He found in the world without...
I am tomorrow, or some future...
I fear those big words which...
I think a child should be...
I've put in so many enigmas...
If Ireland is to become a...
Ireland is the old sow that...
Ireland sober is Ireland stiff.
Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure...
Love between man and man is...
Men are governed by lines of...
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.
My mouth is full of decayed...
My words in her mind: cold...
Nations have their ego, just like individuals.
No pen, no ink, no table...
Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic...
Satan, really, is the romantic youth...
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground...
The actions of men are the...
The artist, like the God of...
The demand that I make of...
The men that is now is...
There is no heresy or no...
Think you're escaping and run into...
Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.
Whatever else is unsure in this...
When I die Dublin will be...
Writing in English is the most...
You forget that the kingdom of...
Your battles inspired me - not the...
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