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Valuing himself not a little upon his elegance, being indeed a proper man of person, this talkative now applied himself to his dress with animadversions of some heat upon the sudden whimsy of the atmospherics while the company lavished their encomiums upon the project he had advanced.

James Joyce, Ulysses


Sunday, Glorious Sunday

Sunday, glorious Sunday. SmartWool layers, beanie, gloves, audible playing, legs pumping, wind in face, ocean ahead. Slow down for swinging to the devil’s dance at… 244 more words

James Joyce

conjugal vexations

‘Tis as cheap sitting as standing. Mr Mulligan accepted of the invitation and, expatiating upon his design, told his hearers that he had been led into this thought by a consideration of the causes of sterility, both the inhibitory and the prohibitory, whether the inhibition in its turn were due to conjugal vexations or to a parsimony of the balance as well as whether the prohibition proceeded from defects congenital or from proclivities acquired.

James Joyce, Ulysses


Houses Thatched with Pancakes (A Day in the Lights)

“London?” said Mary. “What’s that?”

“Where King is.”

“Who’s he now?” said Richard Turner.

“And a right midden of a place, I can tell you,” said Jack.

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animal smell hell

There was bad blood between them at first, says Mr Vincent, and the lord Harry called farmer Nicholas all the old Nicks in the world and an old whoremaster that kept seven trulls in his house and I’ll meddle in his matters, says he. 23 more words


Pretty, Soft Thing

Each footstep brought her closer. A knife and dark-holed mask behind her, driving her home. Blades and engines racing before her, pinpointing her weakness. ‘Enjoy your pretty, soft thing’ he’d scornfully written. 7 more words

ale purling

Come, come, says Mr Vincent, plain dealing. He’ll find himself on the horns of a dilemma if he meddles with a bull that’s Irish, says he. 60 more words