Man and woman, love, what is it? A cork and a bottle..

Nations have their ego, just like individuals..

I am not likely to die of bashfulness but neither am I prepared to be crucified to attest the perfection of my art. I dislike to hear of any stray he….

Shakespeare is the happy hunting ground of all minds that have lost their balance..

He asked himself what is a woman standing on the stairs in the shadow, listening to distant music, a symbol of. If he were a painter he would paint h….

If he had smiled why would he have smiled? To reflect that each one who enters imagines himself to be the first to enter whereas he is always the las….

Quotation marks quotato marks! Bah!.

I've put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant, and that's the only way of ins….

Ulysses is son to Laertes, but he is father to Telemachus, husband to Penelope, lover of Calypso, companion in arms of the Greek warriors around Troy….

All human history moves towards one great goal.

As you are now so once were we..

By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless….

The end he had been born to serve yet did not see had led him to escape by an unseen path and now it beckoned to him once more and a new adventure wa….

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother's love is not..

As I am. As I am. All or not at all..

There's many a true word spoken in jest..

O thanks be to the great God I got somebody to give me what I badly wanted to put some heart up into me youve no chances at all inthis place like you….

There is only one thing that makes any one athlete better than another, his heart. We all put our underwear on feet first, so we are all human..

You cannot eat your cake and have it..

Though their life was modest, they believed in eating well..

Though people may read more into Ulysses than I ever intended, who is to say that they are wrong: do any of us know what we are creating?Which of us ….