“Wipe your glasses with what you know.”

“Loud, heap miseries upon us yet entwine our arts with laughters low!”

“He imagined that he stood near Emma in a wide land and, humbly and in tears, bent and kissed the elbow of her sleeve.”

“Unsheathe your dagger definitions; Horseness is the Whatness of All Horse...”

“I wish you and yours every joy in life, old chap, and tons of money, and may you never die till I shoot you.”

“however, he brought to mind instances of cultured fellows that promised so brilliantly nipped in the bud of premature decay and nobody to blame but themselves.”

“She said he just looked as if he was asleep, he looked that peaceful and resigned. No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse.”

“I seriously believe that you will retard the course of civilisation in Ireland by preventing the Irish people from having one good look at themselves in my nicely polished looking glass.”

“He laughed to free his mind from his minds bondage.”

“I will not say nothing. I will defend my church and my religion when it is insulted and spit on.”

“obedience in the womb, chastity in the tomb but involuntary poverty all his days.”

“The shortest way to Tara is via Holyhead”

“His heart danced upon her movements like a cork on the tide.”

“He would fade into something impalpable under her eyes and then in a moment he would be transfigured. Weakness and timidity and inexperience would fall from him in that magic moment.”

“Reproduction is the beginning of death.”

“In the wide land under a tender lucid evening sky, a cloud drifting westward amid a pale green sea of heaven, they stood together, children that had erred.”

“Lips kissed, kissing kissed.”

“First you must take your degree. Set that before you as your first aim. Then, little by little, you will see your way. I mean in every sense, your way in life and in thinking.”

“Dust webbed the window and the showtrays. Dust darkened the toiling fingers with their vulture nails. Dust slept on dull coils of bronze and silver, lozenges of cinnabar, on rubies, leprous and winedark stones.”

He wished that a tale of a deed should be told of a deed not by him should by him not be told.”

“They listened feeling that flow endearing flow over skin limbs human heart soul spine.”

“i know by heart the places he likes to saale, delvan first and duvlin after, by dredgerous lands and devious delts”

“One by one, they were all becoming shades. Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.”

“There's no friends like the old friends”

“Ah, poor dogsbody! Here lies poor dogsbody's body.”

“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”

“All seemed weary of life even before entering upon it.”

“But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad.”

“Don't eat a beefsteak. If you do the eyes of that cow will pursue you through all eternity.”

“But you could not have a green rose. But perhaps somewhere in the world you could.”

“If we must have a Jesus let us have a legitimate Jesus.”

“...the obscure soul of the world, a darkness shining in brightness which brightness could not comprehend.”

“It soared, a bird, it held its flight, a swift pure cry, soar silver orb it leaped serene, speeding, sustained...”

“Grace before Glutton. For what we are, gifs a gross if we are, about to believe.”

“His head was large, globular and oily; it sweated in all weathers; and his large round hat, set upon it sideways, looked like a bulb which had grown out of another.”

“I wanted real adventures to happen to myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad.”

“I read in that Voyages in China that the Chinese say a white man smells like a corpse.”

“Oh rocks!' says Molly Bloom, drumming her fingers in impatience. 'Tell us in plain words.”

“Shakespeare is the happy huntingground of all minds that have lost their balance.”

“it wounded him to think that he would never be but a shy guest at the feast of the world's culture”

“Knock knock. War's where! Which war? The Twwinns. Knock knock. Woos without! Without what? An apple. Knock knock.”

“By thinking of things you could understand them.”

“Where oranges have been laid to rust upon the green...”

“Mistakes are the portals of discovery.”

“Begin to forget it. It will remember itself from every sides, with all gestures in each our word. Today’s truth, tomorrow’s trend.”

“For all their faults. I am passing out. O bitter ending! I’ll slip away before they’re up. They’ll never see. Nor know. Nor miss me.”

“He did not want to play. He wanted to meet in the real world the unsubstantial image which his soul so constantly beheld.”

“A region where grey twilight ever descends, never falls on wide sagegreen pasturefields, shedding her dusk, scattering a perennial dew of stars.”

“He had felt proud and happy then, happy that she was his, proud of her grace and wifely carriage.”

“Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance. On”