“Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.”

Ulysses – Nestor

“I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy.”

Ulysses – Nestor

“Pineapple rock, lemon platt, butter scotch. A sugarsticky girl shovelling scoopfuls of creams for a christian brother.”

Ulysses- Lestrygonians

“Coffined thoughts around me, in mummycases, embalmed in spice of words.”

Ulysses – Scylla and Charybdis

“History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.”

Ulysses – Scylla and Charybdis

“The heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit.”

Ulysses (Ithaca)

“Lord, heap miseries upon us yet entwine our arts with laughters low.”

Finnegans Wake