πŸ“” Ulysses

James Joyce

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  • What advantages were possessed by an occupied, as distinct from an unoccupied bed? The removal of nocturnal solitude, the superior quality of human (mature female) to inhuman (hotwaterjar) calefaction. Arius, warring his life long upon the consubstantiality of the Son with the Father, and Valentine, spurning Christ’s terrene body, and the subtle African heresiarch Sabellius who held that the Father was Himself His own Son. You could have knelt down, damn it, Kinch, when your dying mother asked you, Buck Mulligan said. I’m hyperborean as much as you. But to think of your mother begging you with her last breath to kneel down and pray for her. And you refused. Ireland, they say, has the honour of being the only country which never persecuted the jews. Do you know that? No. And do you know why? He frowned sternly on the bright air. β€”Why, sir? Stephen asked, beginning to smile. β€”Because she never let them in, Mr Deasy said solemnly. Thou art, I vow, the remarkablest progenitor bar none in this chaffering allincluding most farraginous chronicle. Let the lewd with faith and fervour worship. With will will we withstand, withsay. She said that he had a fair sweet death through God His goodness with mass-priest to be shriven, holy housel and sick men’s oil to his limbs. […] York and Savoy, and trays of onions, pearls of the earth, and pumets of mushrooms and custard marrows and fat vetches and bere and rape and red green yellow brown russet sweet big bitter ripe pomellated apples and chips of strawberries and sieves of gooseberries, pulpy and pelurious, and strawberries fit for princes and raspberries from their canes. the hebdomadary symposium of incoordinately abstract, perfervidly concrete mercantile coexreligionist excompatriots a volume of peccaminous pornographical tendency entitled Sweets of Sin. High on Ben Howth rhododendrons a nannygoat walking surefooted, dropping currants. He scratched imprecisely with his right hand, though insensible of prurition, various points and surfaces of his partly exposed, wholly abluted skin. Had Pyrrhus not fallen by a beldam's hand in Argos or Julius Caesar not been knifed to death? They are not to be thought away.