A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (AmazonClassics Edition)

He poured his heart out in a missive to his little brother, now a respected art dealer himself. He likened himself to a caged bird in spring who feels deeply that it is time for him to do something important but cannot recall what it is, and so “bangs his head against the bars of his cage. And then the cage stays there and the bird is mad with suff

Touch me. Soft eyes. Soft soft soft hand. I am lonely here. O, touch me soon, now. What is that word known to all men? I am quiet here alone. Sad too. Touch, touch me.

Now I shall spy on beauty as none has Spied on it yet. Now I shall cry out as None has cried out. Now I shall try what none Has tried. Now I shall do what none has done.

Si vraiment l’homme qui aime une femme devient son esclave comme Pyrrhus ou son bourreau comme Néron. Si vraiment l’Afrique et ses solitudes et son ciel bleu répondent à l’enseignement du maître de géographie.