Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

There's no friends like the old friends.

Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!

Have read little and understood less.

Love, yes. Word known to all men.

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.

What's in a name? That is what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours.