"Where was that ad some Birmingham firm the luminous crucifix? Our Saviour. Wake up in the dead of night and see him on the wall, hanging." (U8.18)
"Pepper's ghost idea. Iron Nails Ran In." (U8.20)
"Phosphorus it must be done with. If you leave a bit of codfish for instance. I could see the bluey silver over it. Night I went down to the pantry in the kitchen. Don't like all the smells in it waiting to rush out. What was it she wanted? The Malaga raisins. Thinking of Spain. Before Rudy was born." (U8.21)
"The phosphorescence, that bluey greeny. Very good for the brain." (U8.25)
"From Butler's monument house corner he glanced along Bachelor's walk." (U8.27)
"Dedalus' daughter there still outside Dillon's auction rooms. Must be selling off some old furniture. Knew her eyes at once from the father. Lobbing about waiting for him. Home always breaks up when the mother goes." (U8.28)
"Fifteen children he had. Birth every year almost." (U8.31)
"That's in their theology or the priest won't give the poor woman the confession, the absolution. Increase and multiply. Did you ever hear such an idea?" (U8.31)
"Eat you out of house and home." (U8.33)
"No families themselves to feed. Living on the fat of the land. Their butteries and larders. I'd like to see them do the black fast Yom Kippur." (U8.34)
"Crossbuns. One meal and a collation for fear he'd collapse on the altar. A housekeeper of one of those fellows if you could pick it out of her. Never pick it out of her." (U8.36)
"Like getting £.s.d. out of him. Does himself well. No guests. All for number one. Watching his water. Bring your own bread and butter." (U8.38)
£.s.d = Pounds, Shillings, Pence
£.s.d = Pounds, Shillings, Pence
"His reverence: mum's the word." (U8.40)
"Good Lord, that poor child's dress is in flitters. Underfed she looks too. Potatoes and marge, marge and potatoes. It's after they feel it. Proof of the pudding. Undermines the constitution." (U8.41)
"As he set foot on O'Connell bridge." (U8.44)
"a puffball of smoke plumed up from the parapet. " (U8.44)