Professor Bloom is a finished example of the new womanly man. His moral nature is simple and lovable. Many have found him a dear m...an, a dear person. He is a rather quaint fellow on the whole, coy though not feebleminded in the medical sense. He has written a really beautiful letter, a poem in itself, to the court missionary of the Reformed Priests' Protection Society which clears up everything. He is practically a total abstainer and I can affirm that he sleeps on a straw litter and eats the most Spartan food, cold dried grocer's peas. He wears a hairshirt of pure Irish manufacture winter and summer and scourges himself every Saturday. He was, I understand, at one time a firstclass misdemeanant in Glencree reformatory. Another report states that he was a very posthumous child. I appeal for clemency in the name of the most sacred word our vocal organs have ever been called upon to speak. He is about to have a baby.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed;... Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white--then melts for ever;LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
--He's a cultured allroundman, Bloom is, he said seriously. He's not one of your common or garden ... you know ... There's a touch... of the artist about old Bloom.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For my part I love sleepy fellows, and the more ignorant the better. Damn your wide-awake and knowing chaps. As for sleepiness, it... is one of the noblest qualities of humanity. There is something sociable about it, too. Think of those sensible & sociable millions of good fellows all taking a good long friendly snooze together, under the sod--no quarrels, no imaginary grievances, no envies, heart-burnings, & thinking how much better that other chap is off--none of this: but all equally free-&-easy, they sleep away & reel off their nine knots an hour, in perfect amity.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The common notions that we find in credit around us and infused into our souls by our fathers' seed, these seem to be the universa...l and natural ones. Whence it comes to pass that what is off the hinges of custom, people believe to be off the hinges of reason.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
To what good, in the alleys of the lilacs, O caliper, do you scratch your buttocks... And tell the divine ingénue, your companion, That this bloom is the bloom of soap And this fragrance the fragrance of vegetal?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
You cannot go into any field or wood, but it will seem as if every stone had been turned, and the bark on every tree ripped up. Bu...t, after all, it is much easier to discover than to see when the cover is off. It has been well said that "the attitude of inspection is prone." Wisdom does not inspect, but behold.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »