James Joyce

To err is human, to forgive divine. But to be forgiven is a greater sin than to forgive.

I am a man of letters, and I am a man of the world. I am a man of letters and a man of the world.

I have been a wanderer all my life. I have been a wanderer from my youth.

I am a man who has always followed his own path.

I am a man who has made many enemies.

I am a man who has always been misunderstood.

I am a man who has thought too much.

I am a man who has been reborn too much.

I am a man who has forgotten too much.

I am a man who has remembered too much.

I am quite content to go down to posterity as a scissors-and-paste man.

I have a hundred minds about everything.

I am the only man in Dublin who knows how to carve a goose.

I am afraid I am more interested in the shape of sentences than in their moral implications.

I have the mind of a grocer’s assistant.

I have not lost my faith. I have lost my church.

I am a man of letters, a man of words.

My mind rejects the whole present system of sex and marriage.

History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.

I fear that I shall never be able to finish my book. It is too long, too complex, too difficult.