Quotes from James Joyce

The ambition which he felt astir at times in the darkness of his soul sought no outlet. A dusk like that of the outer world obscured his mind as he heard the mare's hoofs clattering along the tramtrack on the Rock Road and the great can swaying and rattling behind him.

peered down the dark winding stairs and called out coarsely:

She was well primed with a good load of Delahunt's port under her bellyband.

He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat's udder.

It flows purling, widely flowing, floating foampool, flower unfurling.

There's the Belle for Sexaloitez! And Concepta de Send-us-pray! Pang! Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! Godavari, vert the showers! And grant thaya grace! Aman.

I'm a believer in universal brotherhood, said Temple, glancing about him out of his dark oval eyes. Marx is only a bloody cod.

You are in your puerity. You have not brought stinking members into the house of Amanti. Elleb Inam, Titep Notep, we name them to the Hall of Honour. Your head has been touched by the god Enel-Rah and your face has been brightened by the goddess Aruc-Ituc. Return, sainted youngling, and walk once more among us!

Ay say aye. I affirmly swear to it that it rooly and cooly boolyhooly was with my holyhagionous lips continuously poised upon the rubricated annuals of saint ulstar.

He lived at a little distance from his body, regarding his own acts with doubtful side-glances.

A light wind passed his brow, fanning softly his fair uncombed hair and stirring silver points of anxiety in his eyes.

Gone too from the world, Averroes and Moses Maimonides

No serás el dueño de otros ni tampoco su esclavo.

And, as a mere matter of ficfect, I tell of myself how I popo possess the ripest littlums wifukie around the globelettes globes (...)

the slow growth and change of rite and dogma like his own rare thoughts, a chemistry of stars.

This in no life for man or woman, insults and hatred and history.

He heard the sob passing loudly down his father's throat and opened his eyes with a nervous impulse. The sunlight breaking suddenly on his sight turned the sky and clouds into a fantastic world of sombre masses with lakelike spaces of dark rosy light. His

A dark horse riderless, bolts like a phantom past the winning post, his mane moonflowing, his eyeballs stars.

the stone for my month a nice aquamarine

What doth it profit a man to gain the whole world if he suffer the loss of his immortal soul?

Lean out of the window, Goldenhair, I hear you singing A merry air. My book was closed, I read no more, Watching the fire dance On the floor. I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom. Singing and singing A merry air, Lean out of the window, Goldenhair.

I love flowers, I'd love to have the whole place swimming in roses.

Usher's Island

He heard the sob passing loudly down his father's throat and opened his eyes with a nervous impulse. The sunlight breaking suddenly on his sight turned the sky and clouds into a fantastic world of sombre masses with lakelike spaces of dark rosy light.