Quote from Joyce
September 12th, 2012
He pressed his face against the pane of the window and gazed out into the darkening street. Forms passed this way and that through the dull light. And that was life.
A little quote from Joyce's 'Portrait of an artist as a young man'. One of those clever little quotes which make delicate incisions in your thought process and are remarkable both for the gravity of the injury and how innocuous it appears at first. It says so much precisely by saying so little.
