How to write a sentence

Whatever your english teacher taught you about run on sentences is wrong. In fact your teacher was a moron. Take a lesson from my mentor James Joyce

He felt the deathchill touch the extremities and creep onward towards the heart, the film of death veiling the eyes, the bright centers of the brain brain extinguished one by one like lamps, the last sweat oozing upon the skin, the powerlessness of the dying limbs, the speech thickening and wandering and failing the heart throbbing faintly and more faintly, all but vanquished, the breath, the poor breath, the poor helpless human spirit, sobbing and sighing, gurgling and rattling in the throat. No help! No help!

-From A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.


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