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.

Quote by James Joyce

Topics: Famous Love Quotes, Love Quotes

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A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.

No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.

No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.

The men that is now is only all palaver and what they can get out...

The men that is now is only all palaver and what they can get out...

What did that mean, to kiss? You put your face up like that to say...

What did that mean, to kiss? You put your face up like that to say...

Resignation is the timid sign of courage

Resignation is the timid sign of courage

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The actions of men are the best interpreters of their thoughts.

The actions of men are the best interpreters of their thoughts.

Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.

Satan, really, is the romantic youth of Jesus re-appearing for a moment.

A nation is the same people living in the same place.

A nation is the same people living in the same place.

I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at...

I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at...

Ireland sober is Ireland stiff.

Ireland sober is Ireland stiff.

Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.

Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.

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You forget that the kingdom of heaven suffers violence: and the kingdom of heaven is...

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A man of genius makes no mistakes; his errors are volitional and are the portals...

Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure of all art; it is the part the schools...

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Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in...

Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in...

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

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