There is no real direction here, neither lines of power nor cooperation. Decisions are never really made – at best they manage to emerge, from a chaos of peeves, whims, hallucinations and all around assholery.
THOMAS PYNCHONWhat 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.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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You go from dream to dream inside me. You have passage to my last shabby corner, and there, among the debris, you’ve found life. I’m no longer sure which of all the words, images, dreams or ghosts are ‘yours’ and which are ‘mine.’ It’s past sorting out.
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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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Some of us are afraid of dying; others of human loneliness. Profane was afraid of land or seascapes like this, where nothing else lived but himself.
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What are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
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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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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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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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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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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Shall I project a world?
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Everybody gets told to write about what they know. The trouble with many of us is that at the earlier stages of life we think we know everything- or to put it more usefully, we are often unaware of the scope and structure of our ignorance.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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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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Why should things be easy to understand?
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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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The general public has long been divided into two parts; those who think that science can do anything and those who are afraid it will.
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What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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Teamwork,” Koteks snarled, “is one word for it, yeah. What it really is is a way to avoid responsibility. It’s a symptom of the gutlessness of the whole society.
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I was dreaming about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.
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The reality is in this head. Mine. I’m the projector at the planetarium, all the closed little universe visible in the circle of that stage is coming out of my mouth, eyes, and sometimes other orifices also.
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