Art is the human disposition of sensible or intelligible matter for an aesthetic end.
One great part of every human existence is passed in a state which cannot be rendered sensible by the use of wideawake language, cutanddry grammar and goahead plot.--Referring to Finnegans Wake
There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.
Three quarks for Muster Mark! --These lines were the source of the name of the particular entities known in modern physics as Quarks.
It soared, a bird, it held its flight, a swift pure cry, soar silver orb it leaped serene, speeding, sustained, to come, don't spin it out too long long breath he breath long life, soaring high, high resplendent, aflame, crowned, high in the effulgence symbolistic, high, of the ethereal bosom, high, of the high vast irradiation everywhere all soaring all around about the all, the endlessnessnessness... (Ulysses)