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Rejoyce. It’s Bloomsday.

Some men send flowers to commemorate an anniversary. James Joyce wrote Ulysses. Overachiever. On June 15, 1904, young James Joyce sent a note to Nora Barnacle, who was a waitress at Finn’s Hotel. Barnacle (what an apt name) was a … Continue reading

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Henry Miller: “Ulysses is like a vomit”

Henry Miller: For at bottom there is in Joyce a profound hatred for humanity — the scholar’s hatred. One realizes that he has the neurotic’s fear of entering the living world, the world of men and women in which he … Continue reading

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“Henceforth no sin”

Henry Miller: After the closing picture of Molly Bloom a-dreaming on her dirty bed we can say, as in Revelation — And there shall be no more curse! Henceforth no sin, no guilt, no fear, no repression, no longing, no … Continue reading

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“a ferocious masturbation”

Henry Miller: Endowed with a Rableaisian ability for word invention, embittered by the domination of a church for which his intellect had no use, harassed by the lack of understanding on the part of family and friends, obsessed by theparental … Continue reading

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Develop interest in life as you see it, in people, things, literature, music – the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself. — Henry Miller

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