The past is consumed in the present and the present is living only because it brings forth the future.
Ola Pankovahas quotedlast month
What did that mean, to kiss? You put your face up like that to say good night and then his mother put her face down. That was to kiss. His mother put her lips on his cheek; her lips were soft and they wetted his cheek; and they made a tiny little noise: kiss. Why did people do that with their two faces?
Kendall Elmerhas quoted6 months ago
hither and thither.
So much higher and thither
Kendall Elmerhas quoted6 months ago
the arrival of the first arts' class.
Stop reading
Kendall Elmerhas quoted6 months ago
Byron, of course, answered Stephen.
More references to Byron
Kendall Elmerhas quoted6 months ago
He knew it was right to begin so for he had seen similar titles in the collected poems of Lord Byron.
Joyce seems to look up to Lord Byron much like Little Chandler
Kendall Elmerhas quoted6 months ago
—and to amend my life—
Stop reading here
Kendall Elmerhas quoted7 months ago
had silvery whistles and their keys made a quick music: click, click: click, click.
More art in the every day
Kendall Elmerhas quoted7 months ago
His mother put her lips on his cheek; her lips were soft and they wetted his cheek; and they made a tiny little noise: kiss. Why did people do that with their two faces?
More awareness. Sound and language
Kendall Elmerhas quoted7 months ago
He sat in a corner of the playroom pretending to watch a game of dominoes and once or twice he was able to hear for an instant the little song of the gas.