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

There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.

And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.

Human society is the embodiment of changeless laws which the whimsicalities and circumstances of men and women involve and overwrap. The realm of literature is the realm of these accidental manners and humours--a spacious realm; and the true literary artist concerns himself mainly with them.

I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Can't bring back time. Like holding water in your hand. Would you go back to then? Just beginning then. Would you?

I think a child should be allowed to take his father's or mother's name at will on coming of age. Paternity is a legal fiction.

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance.