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More Quotes by James Joyce
Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.
Absence, the highest form of presence.
People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
I am tomorrow, or some future day, what I establish today. I am today what I established yesterday or some previous day.
Ask no questions and you'll hear no lies.
But we are living in a sceptical and, if I may use the phrase, a thought-tormented age: and sometimes I fear that this new generation, educated or hyper-educated as it is, will lack those qualities of humanity, of hospitality, of kindly humour which belonged to an older day.
Every jackass going the roads thinks he has ideas.
Beware the horns of a bull, the heels of the horse, and the smile of an Englishman.
Mistakes are the portals of discovery.