The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.

"He is cured by faith who is sick of fate."

James Joyce

"Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend, never make face to a foe till he’s rife and never get stuck to another man’s pfife."

James Joyce

"And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood."

James Joyce