Ulysses

—Look at the sea. What does it care about offences?

love’s bitter mystery

I am the boy
That can enjoy
Invisibility.

He who stealeth from the poor lendeth to the Lord. Thus spake Zarathustra.

Met her once in the park. In the dark. What a lark.

People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.

Ulysses’ is the Latin equivalent of the Greek ‘Odysseus’, the name of the wily warrior celebrated by Homer

n had spoken a moment since in mockery to the stran

He had spoken himself into boldness.

Solemnly he came forward and mounted the round gunrest. He faced about and blessed gravely thrice the tower, the surrounding land and the awaking mountains. Then, catching sight of Stephen Dedalus, he bent towards him and made rapid crosses in the air, gurgling in his throat and shaking his