Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed. A yellow... dressinggown, ungirdled, was sustained gently behind him on the mild morning air. He held the bowl aloft and intoned: MIntroibo ad altare Dei.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Ratso Rizzo: Joe, do me a favor, huh? This is my place, am I wrong? Joe Buck: No, you ain't wrong.... Ratso Rizzo: You know, in my own place, my name ain't Ratso. I mean, it just so happens that in my own place, my name is Enrico Salvatore Rizzo.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer;... Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe: My heart's in the Highlands, wherever I go.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Such is the brutalization of commercial ethics in this country that no one can feel anything more delicate than the velvet touch o...f a soft buck.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Work-family conflicts--the trade-offs of your money or your life, your job or your child--would not be forced upon women with such... sanguine disregard if men experienced the same career stalls caused by the-buck-stops-here responsibility for children.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
As a great buck it powerfully appeared, Pushing the crumpled water up ahead,... And landed pouring like a waterfall, And stumbled through the rocks with horny tread, And forced the underbrush--and that was all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »