"People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus."
"Michael Robartes remembers forgotten beauty and, when his arms wrap her round, he presses in his arms the loveliness which has long faded from the world. Not this. Not at all. I desire to press in my arms the loveliness which has not yet come into the world."
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Source: James Joyce (2015). “James Joyce The Dover Reader”, p.329, Courier Dover Publications
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