Status Updates From The Portable James Joyce

Exiles=meh. Too much of using one another to cause hurt for another. Chamber Music and assorted poems= Good. Not that I know a thing about poetry but I liked it all. Excerpts from Ulysses=familiar and enjoyable. Makes me want to read it in its entirety again.

Dubliners=chef's kiss. Portrait of the Artist...=fine lines and I know it's Dedalus's stream-of-consciousness but it's too much Stephen Dedalus for me. I like him in Ulysses with Bloom and Buck Mulligan, et. al. On to The Exiles.

“What did it profit a man to gain the whole world if he lost his soul? ... The elbow of his companion touched him and his heart was touched: and when he spoke to answer a question of his master he heard his own voice full of the quietude of humility and contrition.”

“Pride and hope and desire like crushed herbs in his heart sent up vapours of maddening incense before the eyes of his mind,”

بالاخره دابلینی‌ها تموم شد.

خیلی چیزها رو نمی‌فهمم و این کلافه‌م می‌کنه. اون داستان‌هایی که درباره‌ی سیاست یا دین‌اند هم که به طور خاصی غیرقابل‌فهم‌اند.