1 The rivals were school friends.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 2 He was still in the familiar world of the school.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 3 Aubrey was at school and had only an hour or two free in the evening.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 4 A constant sense of this had remained with him up to the last year of his school life.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 4 5 He too returned to his old life at school and all his novel enterprises fell to pieces.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 6 He would confess all, every sin of deed and thought, sincerely; but not there among his school companions.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 3 7 You also told me that when you were a boy in that charming carmelite school you ate pieces of dried cowdung.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 8 As the fellows in number one were undistinguished dullards, Stephen and Heron had been during the year the virtual heads of the school.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 9 All the leisure which his school life left him was passed in the company of subversive writers whose jibes and violence of speech set up a ferment in his brain before they passed out of it into his crude writings.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2 10 To him she would unveil her soul's shy nakedness, to one who was but schooled in the discharging of a formal rite rather than to him, a priest of the eternal imagination, transmuting the daily bread of experience into the radiant body of everliving life.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 5 11 In the profane world, as he foresaw, a worldly voice would bid him raise up his father's fallen state by his labours and, meanwhile, the voice of his school comrades urged him to be a decent fellow, to shield others from blame or to beg them off and to do his best to get free days for the school.
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man By James JoyceContextHighlight In Chapter 2