"Provost's house. The reverend Dr Salmon: tinned salmon. Well tinned in there. Wouldn't live in it if they paid me. Hope they have liver and bacon today. Nature abhors a vacuum." (U8.496)
"The sun freed itself slowly and lit glints of light among the silver ware in Walter Sexton's window opposite by which John Howard Parnell passed, unseeing. There he is: the brother. Image of him. Haunting face. Now that's a coincidence. Course hundreds of times you think of a person and don't meet him. Like a man walking in his sleep. No-one knows him. Must be a corporation meeting today. They say he never put on the city marshal's uniform since he got the job. Charley Boulger used to come out on his high horse, cocked hat, puffed, powdered and shaved. Look at the woebegone walk of him. Eaten a bad egg. Poached eyes on ghost. I have a pain. Great man's brother: his brother's brother. He'd look nice on the city charger. Drop into the D.B.C. probably for his coffee, play chess there." (U8.499)
"His brother used men as pawns. Let them all go to pot. Afraid to pass a remark on him. Freeze them up with that eye of his. That's the fascination: the name. All a bit touched. Mad Fanny and his other sister Mrs Dickinson driving about with scarlet harness. Bolt upright like surgeon M'Ardle. Still David Sheehy beat him for south Meath. Apply for the Chiltern Hundreds and retire into public life. The patriot's banquet. Eating orangepeels in the park." (U8.511)
"Simon Dedalus said when they put him in parliament that Parnell would come back from the grave and lead him out of the house of commons by the arm." (U8.517)
"Simon Dedalus said when they put him in parliament that Parnell would come back from the grave and lead him out of the house of commons by the arm." (U8.517)
"- Of the twoheaded octopus, one of whose heads is the head upon which the ends of the world have forgotten to come while the other speaks with a Scotch accent. The tentacles..
They passed from behind Mr Bloom along the curbstone." (U8.520)
"Beard and bicycle. Young woman.
And there he is too. Now that's really a coincidence: second time." (U8.523)
"Coming events cast their shadows before." (U8.526)
"With the approval of the eminent poet Mr Geo Russell. That might be Lizzie Twigg with him. A.E: what does that mean? Initials perhaps. Albert Edward, Arthur Edmund, Alphonsus Eb Ed El Esquire. What was he saying? The ends of the world with a Scotch accent. Tentacles: octopus. Something occult: symbolism. Holding forth. She's taking it all in. Not saying a word. To aid gentleman in literary work." (U8.526)
"His eyes followed the high figure in homespun, beard and bicycle, a listening woman at his side. Coming from the vegetarian. Only weggebobbles and fruit." (U8.533)
"Don't eat a beefsteak. If you do the eyes of that cow will pursue you through all eternity. They say it's healthier." (U8.535)
"Wind and watery though. Tried it. Keep you on the run all day." (U8.537)"
"Bad as a bloater. Dreams all night. Why do they call that thing they gave me nutsteak? Nutarians. Fruitarians. To give you the idea you are eating rumpsteak. Absurd. Salty too. They cook in soda. Keep you sitting by the tap all night." (U8.537)
"Her stockings are loose over her ankles. I detest that: so tasteless." (U8.542)
"Those literary ethereal people they are all. Dreamy, cloudy, symbolistic. Esthetes they are." (U8.543)
""I wouldn't be surprised if it was that kind of food you see produces the like waves of the brain the poetical. For example one of those policemen sweating Irish stew into their shirts you couldn't squeeze a line of poetry out of him. Don't know what poetry is even. Must be in a certain mood.
The dreamy cloudy gull
Waves o'er the waters dull." (U8.544)
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