"Ulysses" Quotes

A shout in the street.

Mr. Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls.

The supreme question about a work of art is out of how deep a life does it spring.

A flower is a lovesome thing. God damn you! Why don’t you learn to write?

A nation is the same people living in the same place.

The dead, the unliving. From the eyes the walk has gone.

A laugh tripped over his lips.

You're a riddle to me.

All is lost now.

Yes because he never did a thing like that before as ask to get his breakfast in bed with a couple of eggs.