#james joyce
“The moon. Her nocturnal predominance: her luminary reflection: her potency over effluent & refluent waters: her power to enamour, to mortify, to invest with beauty, to render insane, to incite: the tranquil inscrutability of her visage: her dominant resplendent propinquity: her omens of tempest & of calm: the stimulation of her light, her motion & her presence: the admonition of her craters, her arid seas, her splendour, when visible: her attraction, when invisible.” ― James Joyce, Ulysses
by James Joyce
What’s it about?
It’s about a man walking around Dublin and all the things he sees and thinks about. The whole book takes place over the course of one day. It might be the first book which takes longer to read than the events it portrays.
I’ve heard … things. Dark mutterings.
Yes. It’s a famously “difficult” read. One entire chapter is a single sentence. There are lots of chunks of text that seem to be sound effects, and it often transliterates the play-by-play of someone’s interior monologue. A lot of the time it’s less something you read and more something you allow happen to you.
That sounds awful. I’m out.
No! I don’t want to give you the wrong idea here, so I should probably mention that it’s very funny. As with Lolita, it’s full of word games, puns, straight-up jokes with proper punchlines, and complicated language puzzles for you to solve which most people won’t even notice.
When asked for a summary of this book, Joyce himself said, “I’ve put in so many enigmas and puzzles that it will keep the professors busy for centuries arguing over what I meant”. It sounds like a pretentious intellectual boast, but when you read the book you will see that the quote is better understood as the frank admission of some next-level trolling.
InUlysses, Joyce trolls everyone. He trolls his friends, his enemies, his family,Irish people in general and some specific Irish people. There’s probably some part of the book that trolls you. Like Beckett’s advanced trolling operations, he gets around to everyone eventually.
Basically, if you’ve read Game of Thrones and you can’t handle a book that gets around to destroying everyone at some point, you should present yourself to the relevant authorities at first light.
What should I say to make people think I’ve read it?
[Believe it or not]: “I never managed to get through the whole thing.”
What should I avoid saying when trying to convince people I’ve read it?
“The Jews again, of course. Yeah.”
Should I actually read it?
You’re not going to make it all the way through, but you should definitely try. The secret to Ulysses is that it doesn’t really matter if you finish it or not.
VERY controversial opinion of me to have as an english major, i know, but i can’t stand james joyce’s ulysses. why is this zillion-word-long garbage heap of pretentious nonsense hailed as one of the greatest novels in history…. truly i will never understand it. i don’t even think it has much merit as a piece of ‘transgressive linguistic progress’ or whatever because there’s no point in finding new ways to use words if said new ways make zero sense. joyce has shoved so many asinine, barely-relevant allusions into the nonexistent “plot” that it’s utterly unreadable to anyone except himself, and once you DO parse through it enough to vaguely understand what’s going on, you realize it’s literally just about Some Guy going about his day in dublin and joyce has essentially promised depth and Deep Meaning where there is none. my theory is that everyone who agrees that ulysses is great is only saying so because they didn’t understand a single word of it and desperately want to maintain their facade of intelligence.
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When you’re angry at the characters, the story is well-written. When you’re angry at the writers, it is not.
the presumption here is that audiences can tell the difference.
presuming they’re not children, the audience can usually tell. ex: when a character does something you don’t like - but it feels like something the character would do - you get mad at the character. when a character does something you don’t like - and the history of that character makes it unbelievable that the character would do that thing - you get mad at the writers.
^^^^^^^^^^^THIS
The fact that you’re aware of the writer’s existence at all should be a clue. The writer should be invisible to you if they’ve done their job properly.
“The artist, like the God of creation, remains within or behind or beyond … refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.” –James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
BOOK STARTERS VOL.44 DUBLINERS JAMES JOYCE
- ❛ Yet your name is like a summons to all my foolish blood. ❜
- ❛ Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age. ❜
- ❛ You live a short distance from your body. ❜
- ❛ Too excited to be genuinely happy. ❜
- ❛ I want real adventures to happen to myself. ❜
- ❛ Gazing up into the darkness I see myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burn with anguish and anger. ❜
- ❛ In your eyes I will ascent to an angelical stature. ❜
- ❛ We cannot give ourselves: we are our own. ❜
- ❛ No one would think he’d make such a beautiful corpse. ❜
- ❛ Every bond, is a bond to sorrow. ❜
- ❛ There is no doubt about it: if you want to succeed you have to go away. ❜
- ❛ It fills me with fear, and yet I long to be nearer to it. ❜
- ❛ I wish you and yours every joy in life, and tons of money, and may you never die till I shoot you. ❜
- ❛ There’s no friends like the old friends. ❜
- ❛ I feel that I have been outcast from life’s feast. ❜
- ❛ Why is it that words like these seem to me so dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name? ❜
- ❛ I remember well your eyes, the touch of your hand and my delirium. ❜
- ❛ My life will be lonely too until I, too, die, cease to exist, become a memory - if anyone remembers me. ❜
- ❛ Drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas. ❜
- ❛ In my heart I always despised him a little. ❜
- ❛ All the seas of the world tumble about my heart. You are drawing me into them: you will drown me. ❜
- ❛ Then I remembered what I had been waiting for. ❜
- ❛ Every place is immoral. ❜
- ❛ If it’s not your business it’s my business and I mean to see to it. ❜
- ❛ I won’t be fooled. ❜
- ❛ I could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. I listened again: perfectly silent. ❜
- ❛ After three weeks she found a wife’s life irksome and, later on, when she was beginning to find it unbearable, she had become a mother. ❜
- ❛ There was a heavy odour in the room – the flowers. ❜
- ❛ Real adventures do not happen to people who remain at home: they must be sought abroad. ❜
- ❛ My body is like a harp and your words and gestures are like fingers running upon the wires. ❜
MOVIE STARTERS VOL.15 THE MATRIX THE WACHOWSKI SISTERS
- ❛ I’d like to share a revelation that I’ve had during my time here. ❜
- ❛ Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet. ❜
- ❛ This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. ❜
- ❛ What are you trying to tell me? That I can dodge bullets? ❜
- ❛ I know you’re out there. I can feel you now. I know that you’re afraid… you’re afraid of me. ❜
- ❛ I’m going to show them a world without you. A world without rules and controls, without borders or boundaries. A world where anything is possible. ❜
- ❛ What is real? How do you define ‘real’? If you’re talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, what you can taste and see, then 'real’ is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain. ❜
- ❛ Sooner or later you’re going to realise just as I did that there’s a difference between knowing the path and walking the path. ❜
- ❛ I imagine that right now, you’re feeling a bit like Alice. Hmm? Tumbling down the rabbit hole? ❜
- ❛ I see it in your eyes. You have the look of a man who accepts what he sees because he is expecting to wake up. ❜
- ❛ I don’t like the idea that I’m not in control of my life. ❜
- ❛ Let me tell you why you’re here. You’re here because you know something. What you know you can’t explain, but you feel it. You’ve felt it your entire life. ❜
- ❛ You have to let it all go. Fear, doubt, and disbelief. Free your mind. ❜
- ❛ To deny our own impulses is to deny the very thing that makes us human. ❜
- ❛ After nine years, you know what I realise? Ignorance is bliss. ❜
- ❛ Have you ever had a dream that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world? ❜
- ❛ As a species, human beings define their reality through suffering and misery. ❜
- ❛ You’re cuter than I thought. I can see why she likes you. ❜
- ❛ I’m trying to free your mind. But I can only show you the door. You’re the one that has to walk through it. ❜
- ❛ Never send a human to do a machine’s job. ❜
- ❛ What are you waiting for? You’re faster than this. Don’t think you are, know you are. ❜
- ❛ Come on. Stop trying to hit me and hit me. ❜
- ❛ So what do you need? Besides a miracle. ❜
- ❛ The body cannot live without the mind. ❜
- ❛ Unfortunately, no one can be told what it is. You have to see it for yourself. ❜
- ❛ That is the sound of inevitability… It is the sound of your death. ❜
- ❛ You’re looking for it. I know because I was once looking for the same thing. ❜
- ❛ The answer is out there, and it’s looking for you, and it will find you if you want it to. ❜
- ❛ Do you think that’s air you’re breathing now? ❜
- ❛ Well, that sounds like a pretty good deal. But I think I may have a better one. How about, I give you the finger? ❜
“I find myself really willing to declare I never finished a single book by Borges, but I’m much enamored of the idea of such an affiliation. I really can’t claim to having ever read a word of Ulysses, nor would I want to, and yet I feel myself in certain ways the result of my ideaof Joyce. I think Harold Bloom would claim that strong writers only read themselves, and that it is your misreading of your precursors that counts. So it is my misapprehension of Joyce, of Beckett. I can’t deny that for three or four years of my life I virtually saw my walk as consonant with the walk I imagined James Joyce had. But I was probably more taught by Joyce’s letters than I was by his prose fiction.”
-Gordon Lish, from Conversations with Gordon Lish[eds. David WintersandJason Lucarelli]
Teaching aid for “Ulysses”: the schooner “Rosevean”
Teaching aid for “Ulysses”: the schooner “Rosevean”
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