1 Find these and you find the qualities of universal beauty.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 2 Plato, I believe, said that beauty is the splendour of truth.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 3 White roses and red roses: those were beautiful colours to think of.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 4 And to inquire what kind of beauty is proper to each of the various arts.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 5 What is that beauty which the artist struggles to express from lumps of earth, said Stephen coldly.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 6 But her long fair hair was girlish: and girlish, and touched with the wonder of mortal beauty, her face.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 7 These relations of the sensible, visible to you through one form and to me through another, must be therefore the necessary qualities of beauty.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 8 When we speak of beauty in the second sense of the term our judgement is influenced in the first place by the art itself and by the form of that art.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 9 The first step in the direction of beauty is to understand the frame and scope of the imagination, to comprehend the act itself of esthetic apprehension.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 10 Michael Robartes remembers forgotten beauty and, when his arms wrap her round, he presses in his arms the loveliness which has long faded from the world.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 11 The soft beauty of the Latin word touched with an enchanting touch the dark of the evening, with a touch fainter and more persuading than the touch of music or of a woman's hand.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 12 His mind when wearied of its search for the essence of beauty amid the spectral words of Aristotle or Aquinas turned often for its pleasure to the dainty songs of the Elizabethans.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 13 Truth is beheld by the intellect which is appeased by the most satisfying relations of the intelligible; beauty is beheld by the imagination which is appeased by the most satisfying relations of the sensible.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 14 It awakens, or ought to awaken, or induces, or ought to induce, an esthetic stasis, an ideal pity or an ideal terror, a stasis called forth, prolonged, and at last dissolved by what I call the rhythm of beauty.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 15 It would lead you to believe that he had in mind symbolism or idealism, the supreme quality of beauty being a light from some other world, the idea of which the matter is but the shadow, the reality of which it is but the symbol.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 16 He stood towards the myth upon which no individual mind had ever drawn out a line of beauty and to its unwieldy tales that divided against themselves as they moved down the cycles in the same attitude as towards the Roman catholic religion, the attitude of a dull-witted loyal serf.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 17 The instant wherein that supreme quality of beauty, the clear radiance of the esthetic image, is apprehended luminously by the mind which has been arrested by its wholeness and fascinated by its harmony is the luminous silent stasis of esthetic pleasure, a spiritual state very like to that cardiac condition which the Italian physiologist Luigi Galvani, using a phrase almost as beautiful as Shelley's, called the enchantment of the heart.
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