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My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions.
Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.
Your battles inspired me - not the obvious material battles but those that were fought and won behind your forehead.
Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.
Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.
When I die Dublin will be written in my heart.
The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence... →
I fear those big words which make us so unhappy.
Irresponsibility is part of the pleasure of all art; it is the part the schools cannot recognize.
A corpse is meat gone bad. Well and what's cheese? Corpse of milk.
Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.
I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at will on coming of age. Paternity is a legal fiction.
The men that is now is only all palaver and what they can get out of you.
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