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luizaneves 's review for:
A Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man
by James Joyce
4.5/5
a beautiful journey that begins in a childlike tone and ends with stephen’s leap into the unknown – finally sure in having found his own voice.
“to speak of these things and to try to understand their nature and, having understood it, to try slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and colour which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of beauty we have come to understand — that is art.”
“[…] to live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life! a wild angel had appeared to him, the angel of mortal youth and beauty, an envoy from the fair courts of life, to throw open before him in an instant of ecstasy the gates of all the ways of error and glory. on and on and on and on!”
“old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead.”
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a beautiful journey that begins in a childlike tone and ends with stephen’s leap into the unknown – finally sure in having found his own voice.
“to speak of these things and to try to understand their nature and, having understood it, to try slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and colour which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of beauty we have come to understand — that is art.”
“[…] to live, to err, to fall, to triumph, to recreate life out of life! a wild angel had appeared to him, the angel of mortal youth and beauty, an envoy from the fair courts of life, to throw open before him in an instant of ecstasy the gates of all the ways of error and glory. on and on and on and on!”
“old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead.”
(poderia colocar mais umas 40 frases aqui rs)