Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. Read Summary
They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more. Read Summary
We are all born mad. Some remain so. Read Summary
Habit is a great deadener. Read Summary
Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick. Read Summary
We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much? Read Summary
There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet. Read Summary
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world. Read Summary
James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I am an analyzer, trying to leave out as much as I can. Read Summary
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love. Read Summary
I can't go on. I'll go on. Read Summary
Words are all we have. Read Summary
Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity. Read Summary
The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. Read Summary
In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness. Read Summary
I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo. Read Summary
Do we mean love, when we say love? Read Summary
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now. Read Summary
I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning. Read Summary
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness. Read Summary