1 It's about the Creator and the soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 2 A cold lucid indifference reigned in his soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 3 One thing alone is needful, the salvation of one's soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 4 Nothing stirred within his soul but a cold and cruel and loveless lust.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 5 His soul, as these memories came back to him, became again a child's soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 6 His soul was still disquieted and cast down by the dull phenomenon of Dublin.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 7 The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 8 He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 9 His days and works and thoughts could make no atonement for him, the fountains of sanctifying grace having ceased to refresh his soul.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 10 At his first violent sin he had felt a wave of vitality pass out of him and had feared to find his body or his soul maimed by the excess.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 11 His childhood was dead or lost and with it his soul capable of simple joys and he was drifting amid life like the barren shell of the moon.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 12 He would pass by them calmly waiting for a sudden movement of his own will or a sudden call to his sin-loving soul from their soft perfumed flesh.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 13 Instead the vital wave had carried him on its bosom out of himself and back again when it receded: and no part of body or soul had been maimed but a dark peace had been established between them.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 14 It was his own soul going forth to experience, unfolding itself sin by sin, spreading abroad the bale-fire of its burning stars and folding back upon itself, fading slowly, quenching its own lights and fires.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 15 This young and brilliant nobleman and man of letters entered heart and soul into the ideas of our glorious founder and you know that he, at his own desire, was sent by saint Ignatius to preach to the Indians.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 16 The glories of Mary held his soul captive: spikenard and myrrh and frankincense, symbolizing her royal lineage, her emblems, the late-flowering plant and late-blossoming tree, symbolizing the age-long gradual growth of her cultus among men.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 17 If ever his soul, re-entering her dwelling shyly after the frenzy of his body's lust had spent itself, was turned towards her whose emblem is the morning star, BRIGHT AND MUSICAL, TELLING OF HEAVEN AND INFUSING PEACE, it was when her names were murmured softly by lips whereon there still lingered foul and shameful words, the savour itself of a lewd kiss.
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