Bloomsday 2020 – (16th June) Happy Blooms Day 2020

Bloomsday 2020 – (16th June) Happy Blooms Day 2020. Hello Friend, today now we are celebrating a very Special Day whose name is Bloomsday 2020. It is the most Celebration in the United States. All the United States peoples are successfully Celebrate this Day. It is not an official holiday in the United States. According to Wikipedia, we know that Bloomsday is a commemoration and celebration of the life of Irish writer James Joyce.

The day his 1922 novel Ulysses takes place in 1904. This Special date of his first outing with his wife-to-be, Nora Barnacle, and named after its protagonist Leopold Bloom. Dear Peoples, Are you want to Celebrate the Bloomsday 2020? Don’t Worry. Here this Content. We are trying to Share Bloomsday 2020 Quotes, Message, Text, Greeting, Saying, Image, Picture, and more. Just Reading

Bloomsday 2020 Quotes, Message, Text, Greeting, Saying

“I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.” (Dubliners)

“I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.” (Ulysses)

“His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.” (A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man)

“Love loves to love love.” (Ulysses)

“Why is it that words like these seem dull and cold? Is it because there is no word tender enough to be your name?” (The Dead)

“Her lips touched his brain as they touched his lips, as though they were a vehicle of some vague speech and between them, he felt an unknown and timid pleasure, darker than the swoon of sin, softer than sound or odor.” (A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man)

“I did not know whether I would ever speak to her or not or, if I spoke to her, how I could tell her of my confused adoration. But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running upon the wires.” (Dubliners)