He laughed to free his mind from his minds bondage.
James Joyce, Ulysses.
“History, Stephen said, is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.”
“Let my country die for me.”
“What dreams would he have, not seeing. Life a dream for him. Where is the justice being born that way?”
“... I've a thirst on me I wouldn't sell for half a crown.- Give it a name, citizen, says Joe.- Wine of the country, says he.- What's yours? says Joe.- Ditto MacAnaspey, says I.- Three pints, Terry,...”
“Ineluctable modality of the visible: at least that if no more, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, seaspawn and seawrack, the nearing tide, that rusty boot. Snotgre...”
“It grieved him plaguily, he said, to see the nuptial couch defrauded of its dearest pledges: and to reflect upon so many agreeable females with rich jointures, a prey for the vilest bonzes, who hid...”
“Only a determined and resourceful scholar could establish manuscript precedence - but in the race to masturbate on a printed page Proust definitely came first.”
“And if he had judged her harshly? If her life were a simple rosary of hours, her life simple and strange as a bird's life, gay in the morning, restless all day, tired at sundown? Her heart simple a...”
“He laughed to free his mind from his minds bondage.”
“When the mind wants to hope it refuses to listen.”
“Sweet are the thoughts that savour of content, The quiet mind is richer than a crown...”
“It turns out that the men who ultimately, who unpretentiously value peace are willing to sacrifice their own peace of mind in order to render it. The question is, 'Who, between opposing forces, wou...”