“There were so many different moods and impressions that he wished to express in verse. He felt them within him. He tried to weigh his soul to see if it was a poet’s soul. Melancholy was the dominant note of his temperament, he thought, but it was a melancholy tempered by recurrences of faith and resignation and simple joy. If he could give expression to it in a book of poems perhaps men would listen. He would never be popular; he saw that. He could not sway the crowd but he might appeal to a little circle of kindred minds.”
—James Joyce, from “A Little Cloud” in Dubliners (Grant Richards Ltd., 1914)
