GLASS in Classic Quotes
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Quotes from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
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Current Search - Glass in A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
1 A long fine needle of the shivered glass pierced her heart.
2 Mr Casey took the glass, drank, and placed it near him on the mantelpiece.
3 Mr Dedalus screwed his glass into his eye and stared hard at both his sons.
4 And Father Arnall had said that he need not study till the new glasses came.
5 His father told him that story: his father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy face.
6 Stephen watched the three glasses being raised from the counter as his father and his two cronies drank to the memory of their past.
7 A voice asked who was there and I answered I was over at the match in Buttevant and was walking back and that I'd be thankful for a glass of water.
8 Then replacing the jar in the locker he poured a little of the whisky into two glasses, added a little water and came back with them to the fireplace.
9 Well, as I was saying, we were chatting away quite friendly and he asked me did our friend here wear glasses still, and then he told me the whole story.
10 Tea was nearly over and only the last of the second watered tea remained in the bottoms of the small glass jars and jampots which did service for teacups.
11 It was unfair and cruel because the doctor had told him not to read without glasses and he had written home to his father that morning to send him a new pair.
12 The light spread upwards from the glass roof making the theatre seem a festive ark, anchored among the hulks of houses, her frail cables of lanterns looping her to her moorings.
13 Stephen lifted his eyes in wonder and saw for a moment Father Dolan's white-grey not young face, his baldy white-grey head with fluff at the sides of it, the steel rims of his spectacles and his no-coloured eyes looking through the glasses.
14 The professor had gone to the glass cases on the side wall, from a shelf of which he took down a set of coils, blew away the dust from many points and, bearing it carefully to the table, held a finger on it while he proceeded with his lecture.