“My mother is a fish.” (84)
Faulkner, William. As I Lay Dying. Vintage International, 1990. Print.
This is my second time reading this book, and this chapter still stands out to me more than any other. It’s curt, absurd, and funny. It’s strange and fitting for Vardaman to make this connection between the fish and his mother, but the “is” makes it seem almost delusional.
“His childhood was dead or lost and with it his soul capable of simple joys, and he was drifting amid life like the barren shell of the moon.”
Joyce, James, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. New York: Dover, 1994. 80.
His childhood was so devoid of joy that he never really learned how to enjoy himself. His soul is lifeless like the moon.
“No, said Heron, Dedalus is a model youth. He doesn’t smoke and he doesn’t go to bazaars and he doesn’t flirt and he doesn’t damn anything or damn all.”
Stephen is described as a “model youth” despite his actions and how he truly feels inside. In reality, Stephen is sensitive, dissatisfied, and a bit confused.
James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. New York: Oxford University Press, 2008.