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.

Quote by James Joyce

Topics: James Joyce Quotes

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

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

Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought...

Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought...

Her companionship was like a warm soil about an exotic.

Her companionship was like a warm soil about an exotic.

Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to...

Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to...

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.

My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions.

My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions.

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a...

Love (understood as the desire of good for another) is in fact so unnatural a...

Resignation is the timid sign of courage

Resignation is the timid sign of courage

When I die Dublin will be written in my heart.

When I die Dublin will be written in my heart.

A man's errors are his portals of discovery.

A man's errors are his portals of discovery.

I want to work with the top people, because only they have the courage and...

I want to work with the top people, because only they have the courage and...

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.

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

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

Sometimes he caught himself listening to the sound of his own voice. He thought that...

Sometimes he caught himself listening to the sound of his own voice. He thought that...

I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy...

I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy...

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.

And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he...

And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he...

The power of love, as the basis of a State, has never been tried.

The power of love, as the basis of a State, has never been tried.

Animals are reliable, many full of love, true in their affections, predictable in their actions,...

Animals are reliable, many full of love, true in their affections, predictable in their actions,...

Love is the direct opposite of hate. By definition it's something you can't feel for...

Love is the direct opposite of hate. By definition it's something you can't feel for...

This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows...

This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows...