Finnegans Wake p. 101-120

p. 101

"So tellus tellas allabouter."

I thought this was a fun play on words.

p. 102

"Then who butt Crippled-with-Children would speak up for Dropping-with-Sweat?"

I don't know if this is an attempt to imitate Native American names, but it makes an interesting point: who fights for those who cannot fight for themselves?

p. 103

"babalong"

Babble/Babel along.

p. 104-107

"In the name of Annah the Allmaziful, the Everliving, the Bringer of Plurabilities, haloed be her eve, her singtime sung, her rill be run, unhemmed as it is uneven."

This sounds like a prayer to Allah.

These are my favorite titles from the next few pages:

"Rockabill Booby in the Wave Trough, Cleopater's Needlework Ficturing Aldborougham on the Sahara with the Coombing of the Cammels and the Parlourmaids of Aegypt, A New Cure for an Old Clap, Twenty of Chambers, Cowpoyride by Twelve Acre Teriss in the Unique Estates of Amessican, A Pretty Brick Story for Childsize Heroes, and Buttbutterbust."

p. 108

"Now, patience; and remember patience is the great thing, and above all things else we must avoid anything like being or becoming out of patience."

Never forget, kids, don't ever let being human get in the way of you being patient!

"radiooscillating epiepistle to which...we must ceaselessly return,"

Eternal return, anyone?

"sence of inverted commas (sometimes called quotation marks) on any page that its author was always constitutionally incapable of misappropriating the spoken words of others."

I like this bit as well, don't know why though.

p. 109 (nothin')

p. 110

"where the possible was the improbable and the improbable was the inevitable."

This makes me think of a world unbound by the "impossible".

p. 111

"if a negative of a horse happens to melt enough  while drying, well, what you do get is, well, a positively grotesquely distorted macromass of all sorts of horsehappy values and masses of meltwhile horse."

I think this might be referring to photography, and how if the negative becomes messed up, it becomes a facsimile of something real.

p. 112

"You feeling like you was lost in the bush, boy? Bethicket me for a stump of a beech...what the farest."

This makes me think of an old, vulgar woodsman or something.

"What bird has done yesterday man may do next year, be it fly, be it moult, be it hatch, be it agreement in the nest."

Our potential as human beings is unlimited.

p. 113

"Treetone with one Ysold,"

Shout back to Tristram at the beginning of the book.

"Cadman"

Is this a reference to Caedmon's hymn?

p. 114 (nada)

p. 115

"So why, pray, sign anything as long as every word, letter, penstroke, paperspace is a perfect signature of its own? A true friend is known much more easily, and better into the bargain, by his personal touch, habits or full or undress, movements, response to appeal for charity that by his footwear, say."

We know our friends better by how they behave than how they dress.

p. 116

"We tourned our coasts to the good gay times."

Does this mean we turn our backs to the good times?

p. 117

"jambebatiste to a brulobrulo!"

Aha! A Vico reference!

p. 118 (nothin')

p. 119

"by the light of philophosy, (and may she never folsage us!) things will begin to clear up a bit one way or another within the next quarrel of an hour"

Philosophy (if she never forsakes us), gives us a bit of clarity in our jumbled, confusing lives.

p. 120

"prepronominal funferal,"

There's the funferal again!