1 No life or youth stirred in him as it had stirred in them.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 2 The day of your first communion was the happiest day of your life.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 3 You never read a line of anything in your life except a trans, or Boland either.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 4 And once a lot of generals had asked Napoleon what was the happiest day of his life.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 5 By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 6 His sensitive nature was still smarting under the lashes of an undivined and squalid way of life.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 7 We kept the ball rolling anyhow and enjoyed ourselves and saw a bit of life and we were none the worse of it either.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 8 A vision of their life, which his father's words had been powerless to evoke, sprang up before him out of the word cut in the desk.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 9 It surprised him to see that the play which he had known at rehearsals for a disjointed lifeless thing had suddenly assumed a life of its own.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 10 He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 11 And amid this new bustling life he might have fancied himself in another Marseille but that he missed the bright sky and the sum-warmed trellises of the wineshops.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 12 He is right and the other fellows are wrong because a flogging wears off after a bit but a fellow that has been expelled from college is known all his life on account of it.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 1 13 He thought it should be a pleasant life enough, driving along the roads every evening to deliver milk, if he had warm gloves and a fat bag of gingernuts in his pocket to eat from.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 14 The hour when he too would take part in the life of that world seemed drawing near and in secret he began to make ready for the great part which he felt awaited him the nature of which he only dimly apprehended.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 15 All the leisure which his school life left him was passed in the company of subversive writers whose jibes and violence of speech set up a ferment in his brain before they passed out of it into his crude writings.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 16 He recalled his own equivocal position in Belvedere, a free boy, a leader afraid of his own authority, proud and sensitive and suspicious, battling against the squalor of his life and against the riot of his mind.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 17 The vastness and strangeness of the life suggested to him by the bales of merchandise stocked along the walls or swung aloft out of the holds of steamers wakened again in him the unrest which had sent him wandering in the evening from garden to garden in search of Mercedes.
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