You behold in me, Stephen said with grim displeasure, a horrible example of free thought.

I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that's the only way of insuring one's immortality.

The intellectual imagination! With me all or not at all. NON SERVIAM!

Ulysses He ... saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid flatong flower.

[A writer is] a priest of eternal imagination, transmuting the daily bread of experience into the radiant body of everliving life.

If Ireland is to become a new Ireland she must first become European.

I am damnably sick of Italy, Italian and Italians, outrageously, illogically sick.... I hate to think that Italians ever did anything in the way of art.... What did they do but illustrate a page or so of the New Testament! They themselves think they have a monopoly in the line. I am dead tired of their bello and bellezza.