Ulysses begins

I started reading Ulysses yesterday. I’m not terribly far through but there’s an awful lot of obscure Irish politics, religious symbolism, and mythological allusion (particularly to The Odyssey, obviously). But I also found this gem:

The void awaits surely all them that weave the wind: a menace, a disarming and a worsting from those embattled angels of the church, Michael’s host, who defend her ever in the hour of conflict with their lances and their shields.

I’d be lying if I said I understood it all –– or even 80% of it –– but if the ratio of obscure references and literary humor to hum-dingers like that one stays where it is, I might actually make it through. Fingers crossed.