>could have been a fun heartwarming story about average people

Ya I hate when people express who they are in interesting ways. It's best at a fifth grade reading level. The book could have been a lot shorter too.
Stevie is sad and walking around. Leo's wife is having sex with someone else. Leo reconciles; Leo's wife reconciles.
The end.

Man, references are a fucking spook, do you get it? Just read the fucking book and don't worry if you don't get the fucking references

>>9641686
>Leo reconciles; Leo's wife reconciles.
I think it's deeper than that.

Funnily enough, some critics of the day and some now even saw the book as ultimately tragic due to the ending, where Molly and Bloom are only reconciled symbolically through Molly's own private memory of accepting his marriage proposal. Ironically, of course, this same memory is only in Molly's head, and Bloom is not privileged to be touched by Molly's being touched by the memory. And of course, her life and thoughts will go on solipsistically after that, even if only to fall asleep, and she's still fucking Blazes and still going to. Dedalus, too, doesn't seem like he'll get out of his poverty and suffering any time soon, and he miserably refuses the love and warmth Bloom and Molly could potentially offer him by having him over in their home for a while, or at least overnight.

In a lot of ways, it's a ridiculously sad novel, despite that Joyce tried to be so comical and life-affirming.

>>9641671
My favourite bit waMy sweet little whorish Nora I did as you told me, you dirty little girl, and pulled myself off twice when I read your letter. I am delighted to see that you do like being fucked arseways. Yes, now I can remember that night when I fucked you for so long backwards. It was the dirtiest fucking I ever gave you, darling. My prick was stuck in you for hours, fucking in and out under your upturned rump. I felt your fat sweaty buttocks under my belly and saw your flushed face and mad eyes. At every fuck I gave you your shameless tongue came bursting out through your lips and if a gave you a bigger stronger fuck than usual, fat dirty farts came spluttering out of your backside. You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you, big fat fellows, long windy ones, quick little merry cracks and a lot of tiny little naughty farties ending in a long gush from your hole. It is wonderful to fuck a farting woman when every fuck drives one out of her. I think I would know Nora’s fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women. It is a rather girlish noise not like the wet windy fart which I imagine fat wives have. It is sudden and dry and dirty like what a bold girl would let off in fun in a school dormitory at night. I hope Nora will let off no end of her farts in my face so that I may know their smell also.

You say when I go back you will suck me off and you want me to lick your cunt, you little depraved blackguard. I hope you will surprise me some time when I am asleep dressed, steal over to me with a whore’s glow in your slumberous eyes, gently undo button after button in the fly of my trousers and gently take out your lover’s fat mickey, lap it up in your moist mouth and suck away at it till it gets fatter and stiffer and comes off in your mouth. Sometimes too I shall surprise you asleep, lift up your skirts and open your drawers gently, then lie down gently by you and begin to lick lazily round your bush. You will begin to stir uneasily then I will lick the lips of my darling’s cunt. You will begin to groan and grunt and sigh and fart with lust in your sleep. Then I will lick up faster and faster like a ravenous dog until your cunt is a mass of slime and your body wriggling wildly.

Goodnight, my little farting Nora, my dirty little fuckbird! There is one lovely word, darling, you have underlined to make me pull myself off better. Write me more about that and yourself, sweetly, dirtier, dirtier.

>>9641671
>could have been just another mediocre book
>instead here it is, being discussed in the greatest place the internet has to offer

>>9641697
I want to believe this

>>9641671
He literally invented hip hop with the amount of references he has and every setence is beautiful.

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>>9642166
>the greatest place the internet has to offer

>>9641950
>tfw you will never lap joyce's fat mickey

>>9641671
>overcomplicated prose

lol. lemme guess, you got to proteus and pussed out

>>9641950
i love this man so much

>can't handle the labyrinth of daedalian fiction

>>9641671
>>could have been a fun heartwarming story about average people dealing with life's problems
It's James "Faggot libcuck bullshit" Joyce. That was never gonna happen.

>>9641671
>implying it isn't a funny heartwarming story about normal people dealing with life's problems because you're too much of a pleb to get the allusions and references.

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>>9641671
About to read Portrait of the Artist. What else I should read before diving into Ulysses, and Wake?

>>9644516
>how to james joyce's fiction
>read james joyce's fiction

10/10

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>>9644645
I see now

>>9642193
It's true anon, if you ignore literally every part you don't understand it's still enjoyable at the base level