“ When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once... ”
James Joyce, Ulysses (1922). copy citation
| Author | James Joyce |
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| Source | Ulysses |
| Topic | past reading |
| Date | 1922 |
| Language | English |
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| Weblink | https://www.gutenberg.org/files/4300/4300-h/4300-h.htm |
Context
“O yes, W. Remember your epiphanies written on green oval leaves, deeply deep, copies to be sent if you died to all the great libraries of the world, including Alexandria? Someone was to read them there after a few thousand years, a mahamanvantara. Pico della Mirandola like. Ay, very like a whale. When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once…
The grainy sand had gone from under his feet. His boots trod again a damp crackling mast, razorshells, squeaking pebbles, that on the unnumbered pebbles beats, wood sieved by the shipworm, lost Armada.” source
The grainy sand had gone from under his feet. His boots trod again a damp crackling mast, razorshells, squeaking pebbles, that on the unnumbered pebbles beats, wood sieved by the shipworm, lost Armada.” source
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