Quotes About Literature

Usher's Island

With a pansy for the pussy in the corner.

When she had gone he said, laughing: —We call it D. B. C. because they have damn bad cakes. O, but you missed Dedalus on Hamlet. Haines opened his newbought book. —I'm sorry, he said. Shakespeare is the happy huntingground. of all minds that have lost their balance.

When one reads these strange pages of one long gone one feels that one is at one with one who once...

excrementitious intelligence...

When all is said Dumas fils (or is it Dumas père?) is right. After God Shakespeare has created most.

Reefer was a wenchman.

Stephen Dedalus / Class of Elements / Clongowes Wood College / Sallins / County Kildare / Ireland / Europe / The World / The Universe goodreads

Weep no more, Comyn said. —Go on then, Talbot. —And the story, sir? —After, Stephen said. Go on, Talbot. A swarthy boy opened a book and propped it nimbly under the breastwork of his satchel. He recited jerks of verse with odd glances at the text: —Weep no more, woful shepherds, weep no more For Lycidas, your sorrow, is not dead, Sunk though he be beneath the watery floor...

the modern mind...is interested above all in subtleties, equivocations and the subterranean complexities which dominate the average man and compose his life....modern literature is concerned with the twilight, the passive rather than the active mind...those undercurrents which flow beneath the apparently firm surface. (Joyce to Arthur Power)

C ést le pigeon, Joseph.

Life is too short to read bad books.

A side eye at my Hamlet hat

And there were nice sentences in Doctor Cornwell's Spelling Book. They were like poetry but they were only sentences to learn spelling from

The post-modern novel is now conceding, if not its absurdity, then its limited durability.

Withasly glints in. Andecoy glants out. They ramp it a little, a lessle, a lissle. Then rompride round in rout.

always read with out reading u cant be any thing

And a barbarous bloody barbarian he is too, says the citizen.

Our wholemole millwheeling vicociclometer, a tetradoma-tional gazebocroticon (the "Mamma Lujah" known to every schoolboy scandaller, be he Matty, Marky, Lukey or John-a-Donk)

He proves by algebra that Shakespeare's ghost is Hamlet's grandfather.

And he has pipettishly bespilled himself from his foundingpen as illspent from inkinghorn.

Me dice que tengo unas ideas muy raras y que he leído demasiado. Falso. he leído poco y entendido menos.

Fair are the daughters of men, and fairest are those who read.

Ninety-nine per cent of traditional English literature concerns people who never have to worry about money at all. We always seem to be watching or reading about emotional crises among folk who live in a world of great fortune both in matters of luck and money; stories and fantasies about rock stars and film stars, sporting millionaires and models; jet-setting members of the aristocracy and international financiers.