Status Updates From Finnegans Wake

"Never back a woman you defend, never get quit of a friend on whom you depend never make face to a foe till he's rife and never get stuck to another man's pfife. Amen; ptah!"

Sort of like old English poetry, the rhythm of the sentence becomes legible before its meaning does. Really love this.

heal helper! one gob, one gap, one gulp and gorger of all!

Well, this is humbling; I am simply not smart enough to understand this. I don't think anybody apart from James Joyce is. Every sentence—no, every word—needs a companion guide. The cynic in me would say this is all gibberish and nonsense, but the pretentious twerp in me also really wants to uncover all the mysteries and accept the challenge. I bet you every book I read after this will feel like reading about Mr Bump.

Why am I doing this to myself? I'm in my literary sadism/pretentious phase I guess... wish me luck