You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
THOMAS PYNCHONShe thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
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All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’ but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.
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Shall I project a world?
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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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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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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.
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All variables are independent.
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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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She thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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