James Joyce: His Writing Is Not About

Watt's Concern, Deep As It Appeared, Was Not After All What The Figure Was, In Reality, But With What The Figure Appeared To Be, In Reality.

God Is A Witness That Cannot Be Sworn.

The Only Thing You Must Never Speak Of Is Your Happiness.

To Find A Form That Accommodates The Mess, That Is The Task Of The Artist Now.

All I Know Is What The Words Know, And Dead Things, And That Makes A Handsome Little Sum, With A Beginning And A Middle And An End, As In The Well-built Phrase And The Long Sonata Of The Dead.