Bloom’s (character of the novel) far less organized mind regularly throws up snippets of phrases and memories from a private past and from an observed world.

It follows the extraordinary vagaries of Bloom’s mind as he shops, lusts, cooks, eats, relieves himself in the privy, and goes about his business. From these reiterations, repetitions, and variations Joyce gradually weaves a fabric which is at once startling and familiar, superbly comic and cerebral, rumbustious and refined. The novel has been called a ‘comic epic’ in which the novelist went deeper and farther than any other novelist in his handling of the interior monologue.