silence, exile, not so much cunning

I have another week of minimal computer access, so to tide you over here are some bon mots from Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man:

- Perhaps they had taken refuge in number and noise from the secret dread in their souls.

- If we must have a Jesus, let us have a legitimate Jesus.

- We are right, he said, and the others are wrong. To speak of these things and to try to understand their nature and, having understood it, to try slowly and humbly and constantly to express, to press out again, from the gross earth or what it brings forth, from sound and shape and color which are the prison gates of our soul, an image of the beauty we have come to understand -- that is art.

See ya in 7!