Tuesday, August 29, 2006

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Just back from an annual pilgrimage to James Joyce's Dublin. Time to start an occasional page to the great man. How about starting with some quotes.

I have met you too late. You're too old for me to help you.
--A young Joyce to the 37 year-old Yeats


I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that's the only way of insuring one's immortality.

I want to give a picture of Dublin so complete that if the city suddenly disappeared from the earth it could be reconstructed out of my book.
--About Ulysses


One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot.
--About Finnegans Wake; Letter to Harriet Shaw Weaver, 24 November 1926


You'd better translate ALP into French now, because if you wait any longer, I won't be able to remember what it means.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

one question. what has this got to do with football or cheadle town?

Polardin said...

the blog has many themes but creativity is a main one!