UlyssesAmaryllis - an Imprint of Manjul Publishing House , 10 jan. 2023 “From the sublime to the ridiculous is but a step.” Ulysses is one of the finest examples of modernist literature ever published, exploring a single uneventful day in the life of Leopold Bloom, an ordinary salesman who lives in Dublin, and also features his wife Molly, and a writer, Stephen Dedalus. Heavy structural and thematic parallels are drawn between Ulysses and Homer’s Odyssey, and Joyce makes heavy use of stream of consciousness to portray the characters’ psyches in greater detail, making it a difficult but extremely rewarding read. James Joyce was an Irish writer, poet, and literary critic considered to be one of the most important authors of the 20th century for his unique modernist style of writing. His most well-known books include Ulysses, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, and Finnegan’s Wake, and he was an influence on writers as varied as Cormac McCarthy, John Updike, and Jorge Luis Borges. |
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... wouldn't kneel down to pray for your mother on her deathbed when she asked you. Why? Because you have the cursed jesuit strain in you, only it's injected the wrong way. To me it's all a mockery and beastly. Her cerebral lobes are not ...
... wouldn't have the country full of rotten teeth and rotten guts. Living in a bogswamp, eating cheap food and the streets paved with dust, horsedung and consumptives' spits. —Are you a medical student, sir? the old woman asked. —I am, ma ...
... wouldn't let my brother, not even my own brother, most lascivious thing. Green eyes, I see you. Fang, I feel. Lascivious people. The blue fuse burns deadly between hands and burns clear. Loose tobaccoshreds catch fire: a flame and acrid ...
... wouldn't live. Well, God is good, sir. She knew at once. He would be eleven now if he had lived. His vacant face stared pityingly at the postscript. Excuse bad writing. Hurry. Piano downstairs. Coming out of her shell. Row with her in ...
... wouldn't pan out somehow. Evening hours, girls in grey gauze. Night hours then: black with daggers and eyemasks. Poetical idea: pink, then golden, then grey, then black. Still, true to life also. Day: then the night. He tore away half ...