Annually in Ireland and in Irish communities around the world this literary genius’ most famous work with which follows peripatetic appointments and encounters of Leopold Bloom in Dublin in the course of an ordinary day.
In celebration of Bloomsday and one of Ireland’s most important literary figures we took a look at some of the most popular, from the many, words of James Joyce:
“Mistakes are the portals of discovery. “
“When I die Dublin will be written in my heart.”
“Christopher Columbus, as everyone knows, is honored by posterity because he was the last to discover America.”
- “James Joyce: Occasional, Critical and Political Writing.”
“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.”
- "The Dead."
“A nation is the same people living in the same place.”
“If I gave it all up immediately, I'd lose my immortality. 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.”
- Joyce's reply for a request for a plan of “Ulysses.”
“Poetry, even when apparently most fantastic, is always a revolt against artifice, a revolt, in a sense, against actuality. It speaks of what seems fantastic and unreal to those who have lost the simple intuitions which are the test of reality; and, as it is often found at war with its age, so it makes no account of history, which is fabled by the daughters of memory.”
- "James Clarence Mangan" (1902).
“No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.”
- “Selected letters of James Joyce.”
“I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.”
“The demand that I make of my reader is that he should devote his whole life to reading my works.”
- Interview with Max Eastman in Harper's Magazine.
“My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire.”
- Giacomo Joyce (1968).
“Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.”
- "A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.”
“There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being.”
- Letter to Augusta Gregory (22 November 1902).
“So it returns. Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.”
“Writing in English is the most ingenious torture ever devised for sins committed in previous lives. The English reading public explains the reason why.”
- Letter to Fanny Guillermet (Zurich, 5 September 1918).* Originally published in 2015.