Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
THOMAS PYNCHONReal flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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It all comes down, as it must, to the desires of individual men. Oh, and women too of course, bless their empty little heads.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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Life’s single lesson: that there is more accident to it than a man can ever admit to in a lifetime and stay sane.
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What goes around may come around, but it never ends up exactly the same place, you ever notice? Like a record on a turntable, all it takes is one groove’s difference and the universe can be on into a whole ‘nother song.
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But with a sigh he had released her hand, while she was so lost in the fantasy that she hadn’t felt it go away, as if he’d known the best moment to let go.
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You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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If the world offered nothing, nowhere to support or make bearable whatever her private grief was, then it is that world, and not she, that is at fault.
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Someday she might replace whatever of her had gone away by some prosthetic device, a dress of a certain color, a phrase in a letter, another lover.
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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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Real flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Information. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
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Like so many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts–census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway.
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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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It is simply wrong to begin with a theme, symbol or other abstract unifying agent, and then try to force characters and events to conform to it.
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Shall I project a world?
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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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My belief is that “recluse” is a code word generated by journalists; meaning, “doesn’t like to talk to reporters.”
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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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If there is something comforting – religious, if you want – about paranoia, there is still also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, a condition not many of us can bear for long.
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