If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
THOMAS PYNCHONLike 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.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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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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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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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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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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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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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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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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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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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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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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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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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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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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