James Joyce

[Héctor]

The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.

James Joyce

[Héctor]

History is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake.

James Joyce, Ulysses

[Héctor]

A father battling against hopelessness, is a necessary evil.

J.J, Ulysses

[Héctor]

When I’m dreaming back like that I begins to see we’re only all telescopes.

James Joyce, Finnegans Wake