Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand.
James JoyceTag: time
Sua alma desmaiava lentamente, enquanto ele ouvia a neve cair suave através do universo, cair brandamente, como se lhes descesse a hora final, sobre todos os vivos e todos os mortos.
James Joyceتمسّك بالآن، بالـ هُنا، حيث يغرق كل المستقبل في الماضي ….
James JoyceTag: جيمس-جويس
The movements which work revolutions in the world are born out of the dreams and visions in a peasant's heart on the hillside. For them the earth is not an exploitable ground but the living mother.
James JoyceDon't eat a beefsteak. If you do the eyes of that cow will pursue you through all eternity.
James JoyceLa emoción trágica, efectivamente, es una cara que mira en dos direcciones: hacia el terror y hacia la piedad, y ambos son fases de ella. Habrás visto que uso la palabra paraliza. Quiero decir que la emoción trágica es estática. O más bien que la emoción dramática lo es. Los sentimientos excitados por un arte impuro son cinéticos, deseo y repulsión. El deseo nos incita a la posesión, a movernos hacia algo; la repulsión nos incita al abandono, a apartarnos de algo. Las artes que sugieren estos sentimientos, pornográficas o didácticas, no son, por tanto, artes puras. La emoción estética es por consiguiente estática. El espíritu queda paralizado por encima de todo deseo, de toda repulsión.
James JoyceTag: art literature
He watched the scene and thought of life; and (as always happened when he thought of life) he became sad. A gentle melancholy took possession of him. He felt how useless it was to struggle against fortune, this being the burden of wisdom which the ages had bequeathed him.
James JoyceLook at the woebegone walk of him. Eaten a bad egg. Poached eyes on ghost.
James JoyceTag: ghosts eggs lestrygonians
Dust webbed the window and the showtrays. Dust darkened the toiling fingers with their vulture nails. Dust slept on dull coils of bronze and silver, lozenges of cinnabar, on rubies, leprous and winedark stones.
James JoyceShe was well primed with a good load of Delahunt's port under her bellyband.
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