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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| ed4da84 | I write to reach eternity. | James Jones | ||
| f6f89db | I want to make everybody in the world groan with the inevitability of sorrow. | James Jones | ||
| 0869acd | There's only a thin red line between the sane and the mad. | James Jones | ||
| 31439b8 | There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being. | James Joyce | ||
| 39e98ff | Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an aesthetic end. | James Joyce | ||
| 342d9ab | My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire. | James Joyce | ||
| 7b98e55 | There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present. | James Joyce | ||
| f17ae8c | But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires. | James Joyce | ||
| 11b3b08 | The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit. (683) | James Joyce | ||
| d5574ba | Boor, bond of thy herd,Tonight stretch full by the fire! | James Joyce | ||
| 4143c80 | Loveward above the glancing oar | James Joyce | ||
| ebd9799 | Frail the white rose and frail areHer hands that gave | James Joyce | ||
| 64aab5c | The fragrant hair,Dusk of the air. | James Joyce | ||
| 9fe4e06 | Around us fear, descendingDarkness of fear above | James Joyce | ||
| 0a53d1d | And mine a shielded heart for herWho gathers simples of the moon. | James Joyce | ||
| aa55db1 | Vast wings above the lambent waters broodOf sullen day. | James Joyce | ||
| 3c671f8 | The sly reeds whisper to the nightA name -- her name -- | James Joyce | ||
| f48d1a9 | Your lean jaws grin with. LashYour itch and quailing, nude greed of the flesh. | James Joyce | ||
| 3ea27d9 | 'Tis as human a little story as paper could well carry (115.36) | James Joyce | ||
| 8ba63a8 | Three quarks for Muster Mark! (383.1) | James Joyce | ||
| 7d92265 | In the name of the former and of the latter and of their holocaust. Allmen. (419.9-10) | James Joyce | ||
| 4babb1e | As with all things political, the issue was power. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 401508c | JOB. And now it's time...JOB. And live. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 226d0bd | Let's just hope that gravity isn't as heavy as it used to be... | James K. Morrow | ||
| 509726b | Burne was tough. Burne practiced archeology, the most inconvenient of the sciences. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 9f4ef47 | People found ever more ingenious ways to hate each other. | James K. Morrow | ||
| d231fd3 | Children, being close to the ground, have a special rapport with insects. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 896cc51 | Tez always had warm feelings about paradoxes. It was the scientist in her. | James K. Morrow | ||
| dc6e7c3 | Nature may not be benign, but she is reliable. | James K. Morrow | ||
| a1dc4fe | Forgive me if I'm confusing you with logic. | James K. Morrow | ||
| cbfabed | Every religion says war is evil, but one way or another they end up playing along. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 70f3fb8 | Zolmec," said Nazra, "has always taught that the greatest words are 'I could very well be wrong.'" | James K. Morrow | ||
| 70a9f44 | Sneer, frown, and be miserable, for tomorrow you live. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 3a687fe | Father says don't kill your principles just because the government is paying for the funeral. | James K. Morrow | ||
| c85d4ba | Maybe I'll end up on the fun side of her pants some day. | James K. Morrow | ||
| d371e4c | What enormous potential for intermittent happiness the world offered. | James K. Morrow | ||
| b275427 | What good is it having God for a mother if she never sends you a birthday card? | James K. Morrow | ||
| e4b31d2 | People are always asking, does God exist? Of course she does. The real question: what is she like? | James K. Morrow | ||
| 4eb6c31 | You wouldn't like him. Major fanatic. Confuses migraine headaches with God. | James K. Morrow | ||
| ccce2cc | I think you're so full of shit you've got roses growing out of your ass. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 0e896da | I can't help suggesting that a God who communicates through leukemia is at best deranged. | James K. Morrow | ||
| 4575d0d | When a species fixates on the supernatural, it ceases to mature. | James K. Morrow | ||
| a19d1c0 | Better a citizen in hell than a slave in New Jersey. | James K. Morrow | ||
| ea72f72 | Hell was not perfect, but it was paradise compared with New Jersey. | James K. Morrow |