“It pained him that he did not know well what politics meant and that he did not know where the universe ended. He felt small and weak.”
“We are an unfortunate priestridden race and always will be until the end of the chapter.”
Joyce, James. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. Edited by Jeri Johnson. Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2000. Page 13, 31.
“The only effectual way to lay it to rest is to emphasize the analogy to which i just alluded-to insist on the fact that as the picture is reality, so the novel is history.”
-James, Henry. Major Stories & Essays. New York: Library of America, 1999. isbn: 9781883011758. Recommended.
“My own experience is that the more we study Art, the less we care for Nature. What Art really reveals to us is Nature’s lack of design, her curious crudities, her extraordinary monotony, her absolutely unfinished condition.”
-Wilde, Oscar. “The Decay of Lying.” In Intentions. New York: Brentano’s, 1905. Internet Archive. http://archive.org/details/intentionsdecayo00wild.