Book Quiz

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Ulysses. Again.

          Most people are convinced that you don't make any sense, 
          but compared to what else you could say, what you're saying 
          now makes tons of sense. What people do understand about 
          you is your vulgarity, which has convinced people that you 
          are at once brilliant and repugnant. Meanwhile you are 
          content to wander around aimlessly, taking in the sights and 
          sounds of the city. What you see is vast, almost limitless, and 
          brings you additional fame. When no one is looking, you 
          dream of being a Greek folk hero.

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Really ought to get out more, don't you think?

    Soft morning, city! Lsp! I am leafy speafing. Lpf! Folty and	
folty all the nights have falled on to long my hair. Not a sound,
falling. Lispn! No wind no word. Only a leaf, just a leaf and	
then leaves. The woods are fond always. As were we their babes	
in. And robins in crews so. It is for me goolden wending.	
Unless? Away! Rise up, man of the hooths, you have slept so
long! Or is it only so mesleems? On your pondered palm.	
Reclined from cape to pede. With pipe on bowl. Terce for a	
fiddler, sixt for makmerriers, none for a Cole. Rise up now and	
aruse! Norvena's over. I am leafy, your goolden, so you called	
me, may me life, yea your goolden, silve me solve, exsogerraider!	
You did so drool. I was so sharm. But there's a great poet in you	
too