What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
THOMAS PYNCHONIt takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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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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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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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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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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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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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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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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What, I should only trust good people? Man, good people get bought and sold every day. Might as well trust somebody evil once in a while, it makes no more or less sense.
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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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To have humanism we must first be convinced of our humanity. As we move further into decadence this becomes more difficult.
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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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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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A screaming comes across the sky.
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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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