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There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.

Thomas Pynchon

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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Boy Dreams Himself Life Man Myself Old Thinking
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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Avoid Responsibility Society Symptom Team Word Work
All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.
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Animal Break Freedom Healing Kind Loud Nature Plant Preserve Theory
If patterns of ones and zeros were ‘like’ patterns of human lives and death, if everything about an individual could be represented in a computer record by a long string of ones and zeros, then what kind of creature would be represented by a long string of lives and deaths?
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Computer Creature Death Human Kind Live Mathematics Patten Record Representation
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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Blessing Desire Empty Man Woman
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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Grief Mistake Offering Privacy Support World
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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Color Device Herself Lover Replacement
There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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Behavior Belief Chance Difference God Luck Operation Purity
Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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History Moments Ourselves
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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Difference Notice Place Record Universe Yourself
Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.
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Break Care Help Logic Public Yourself
They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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Let Go Planning Sleep
It takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
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Confession Happiness Room Transformation Writing
Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Illusion Invisible Temporary Yourself
Why should things be easy to understand?
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Easy Philosophy Understand
What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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Age Enemy Himself Man

There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.

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