Ulysses is a quintessence of everything he had seen, heard and overheard, consecration and descration, at once serious and comical, hermetic and skittish, full of consequence and inconsequence, sounds and silences, lappings and anapests, horse hoofs and oxen thud; a motley crew of Dubliners on 16 June 1904—in acknowledgment of Joyce and Nora’s first tryst.
Taken baldly the story is quite conventional, the characters neither tragic nor heroic: a host of Dubliners and in particular Stephen Dedalus, Molly Bloom and her husband Leopold Bloom; depicted in “an uninterrupted unrolling of thought”—a method which Joyce first came across in a novel by Edouard Dujardin but, as he said, he was giving Dujardin “cake for bread.”
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