Monday, May 23, 2011


He could not persuade himself that, if he wrote
round about his subject with facility or treated it
from any standpoint of impression, good would
come of it. On the other hand he was persuaded 
that no-one served the generation into which he
had been born so well as he who offered it, whether
in his art or in his life, the gift of certitude.

James Joyce, Stephen Hero