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And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.James Joyce
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She respected her husband in the same way as she respected the General Post Office, as something large, secure and fixed: and though she knew the small number of his talents she appreciated his abstract value as a male.James Joyce
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One by one they were all becoming shades. Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.James Joyce
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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 Joyce
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He looked down the slope and, at the base, in the shadow of the wall of the Park, he saw some human figures lying. Those venal and furtive loves filled him with despair. He gnawed the rectitude of his life; he felt that he had been outcast from life’s feast.James Joyce
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He lived at a little distance from his body, regarding his own acts with doubtful side-glasses.James Joyce
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Though their life was modest, they believed in eating well.James Joyce
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The light music of whisky falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.James Joyce