“It could not be a wall but there could be a thin thin line there all round everything.”

“If we were all suddenly somebody else.”

“Love me. Love my umbrella.”

“Each imagining himself to be the first last and only alone, whereas he is neither first last nor last nor only not alone in a series originating in and repeated to infinity.”

“The men that is now is only all palaver and what they can get out of you.”

“Horseness is the whatness of allhorse. Streams of tendency and eons they worship. God: noise in the street: very peripatetic.”

“His eyes were dimmed with tears and, looking humbly up to heaven, he wept for the innocence he had lost.”

“It is a curious thing, do you know, Cranly said dispassionately, how your mind is supersaturated with the religion in which you say you disbelieve.”

“Only big words for ordinary things on account of the sound.”

“With will will we withstand, withsay.”

“School and home seem to recede from us and their influences upon us seemed to wane.”

“The mouth can be better engaged than with a cylinder of rank weed.”

“The leaning of sophists toward the bypaths of apocrypha is a constant quantity. The highroads are dreary but they lead to the town.”

“The cold air stung us and we played till our bodies glowed.”

“We who live under heaven, we of the clovery kindgom, we middlesins people have often watched the sky overreaching the land.”

“Bite my laughters, drink my tears. Pore into me, volumes, spell me stark and spill me swooning, I just don’t care what my thwarters think.”

“Full many a flower is born to blush unseen.”

“Thanks be to God we lived so long and did so much good.”

“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.”