April 26. I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Last sentence on the last page. Happy birthday to Joe; enjoy this Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man:
April 27. Old father, old artificer, stand me now and ever in good stead.
“The nothingness of obscenity can’t be subjected to anything. The fact that it’s not a cancellation of existence but only a notion, and one resulting from contact, far from alleviates, and actually increases the disapproval generally felt. It is unrelated to value. It is not as if the erotic summit is something heroic attained at the cost of harsh sufferings. Clearly, the results bear no relation to the efforts”
Georges Bataille | On Nietzsche
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