1 One thing alone is needful, the salvation of one's soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 2 A girl stood before him in midstream, alone and still, gazing out to sea.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 3 Sometimes a fever gathered within him and led him to rove alone in the evening along the quiet avenue.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 4 They would be alone, surrounded by darkness and silence: and in that moment of supreme tenderness he would be transfigured.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 5 Of all the plagues with which the land of the Pharaohs were smitten one plague alone, that of darkness, was called horrible.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 6 She said she was all alone in the house and that her husband had gone that morning to Queenstown with his sister to see her off.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 7 He gave them ear only for a time but he was happy only when he was far from them, beyond their call, alone or in the company of phantasmal comrades.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 8 But he did neither: and, when he was sitting alone in the deserted tram, he tore his ticket into shreds and stared gloomily at the corrugated footboard.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 9 And remember, my dear boys, that we have been sent into this world for one thing and for one thing alone: to do God's holy will and to save our immortal souls.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 10 She was alone and still, gazing out to sea; and when she felt his presence and the worship of his eyes her eyes turned to him in quiet sufferance of his gaze, without shame or wantonness.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 11 He was alone at the side of the balcony, looking out of jaded eyes at the culture of Dublin in the stalls and at the tawdry scene-cloths and human dolls framed by the garish lamps of the stage.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 12 He had sinned mortally not once but many times and he knew that, while he stood in danger of eternal damnation for the first sin alone, by every succeeding sin he multiplied his guilt and his punishment.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 13 He went up to his room after dinner in order to be alone with his soul, and at every step his soul seemed to sigh; at every step his soul mounted with his feet, sighing in the ascent, through a region of viscid gloom.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 14 He was alone and young and wilful and wildhearted, alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters and the sea-harvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight and gayclad lightclad figures of children and girls and voices childish and girlish in the air.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 15 The brimstone, too, which burns there in such prodigious quantity fills all hell with its intolerable stench; and the bodies of the damned themselves exhale such a pestilential odour that, as saint Bonaventure says, one of them alone would suffice to infect the whole world.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 16 In vague sacrificial or sacramental acts alone his will seemed drawn to go forth to encounter reality; and it was partly the absence of an appointed rite which had always constrained him to inaction whether he had allowed silence to cover his anger or pride or had suffered only an embrace he longed to give.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 17 Death and judgement, brought into the world by the sin of our first parents, are the dark portals that close our earthly existence, the portals that open into the unknown and the unseen, portals through which every soul must pass, alone, unaided save by its good works, without friend or brother or parent or master to help it, alone and trembling.
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