"Λοιπόν, πολύ κάθησε απάνω απ' τα κεφάλια μας η Ακρόπολη!"
- Κώστας Μόντης

"Cracked lookingglass of a servant. Tell that to the oxy chap downstairs and touch him for a guinea. He's stinking with money and thinks you're not a gentleman. His old fellow made his tin by selling jalap to Zulus or some bloody swindle or other. God, Kinch, if you and I could only work together we might do something for the island."
- James Joyce, Ulysses