James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
this doesn’t diminish ryn’s point about this literally being her otps (i c u bb, i c u) but, uh -
this is not a line from portrait of the artist.
as far as i know, it’s from a fellow student of joyce’s at uni who was making fun of a longwinded speech he made as an undergrad, although now i can only find one reference to back me up, but it’s definitely not from the book.
"Where’s Rory? I want him, right now," demanded Amy as the TARDIS lurched away into space and time. The Doctor had only briefly met her fiance, Rory Williams, once before. She didn’t think the Doctor understood what she saw in Rory. Some days she was not entirely sure what she saw in Rory. But she was certain of this: nobody took her fiance away from her.
“Good question. Where’s Rory? Also, where’s seven billion other people?” he asked.
“I want my Rory.”"
michel foucault, the history of sexuality vol. 1
…Confession frees, but power reduces one to silence; truth does not belong to the order of power, but shares an original affinity with freedom: traditional themes in philosophy, which a political history of truth would have to overturn by showing that truth is not by nature free—nor error servile—but that its production is thoroughly imbued with relations of power. The confession is an example of this.