Cemal Can

“Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound,
Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.
False Eloquence, like the Prismatic Glass,
Its gawdy Colours spreads on ev’ry place;
The Face of Nature was no more Survey,
All glares alike, without Distinction gay:
But true Expression, like th’ unchanging Sun,
Clears, and improves whate’er it shines upon,
It gilds all Objects, but it alters none.”
― Alexander Pope, An Essay On Criticism

“I've been working hard on [Ulysses] all day," said Joyce.

Does that mean that you have written a great deal?" I said.

Two sentences," said Joyce.

I looked sideways but Joyce was not smiling. I thought of [French novelist Gustave] Flaubert. "You've been seeking the mot juste?" I said.

No," said Joyce. "I have the words already. What I am seeking is the perfect order of words in the sentence.”
― James Joyce

“Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“Now, don't be angry after you've been afraid. That's the worst kind of cowardice.”
― Rudyard Kipling, The Jungle Book