Tramps Like Us

baby we were born to run.

I will tell you what I will do and what I will not do. I will not serve that in which I no longer believe, whether it calls itself my home, my fatherland, or my church: and I will try to express myself in some mode of life or art as freely as I can and as wholly as I can, using for my defense the only arms I allow myself to use — silence, exile, and cunning

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James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (via alfsaga)

life motto

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