James Joyce

I fear those big words which make us so unhappy.

I fear those big words which make us so unhappy.

Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.

Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.

The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or
behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, read more

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.

Men are governed by lines of intellect - women: by curves of emotion.

Men are governed by lines of intellect - women: by curves of emotion.

A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.

A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.