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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.

Thomas Pynchon

All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.
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Abstract Fear Human Investigation Mortal Time True
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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Accident Lesson Life Man Sanity Time
Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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Myself Weird World
Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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History Moments Ourselves
Information. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
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Amazing exchange Information Reality Sanity Woman Wonderful Wrong
For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
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Fantasy Kind Vampire
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
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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Dreams Ghost Image Life Passage Past Space Word Yourself
Why should things be easy to understand?
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Easy Philosophy Understand
Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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Earth Illusion Meaning Philosophy Spiritual Transcendence World
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
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
Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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Day Myself Peace Wake Up
They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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Let Go Planning Sleep
A screaming comes across the sky.
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One Liner Scream Sky
Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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Character Concept Death Page Writing Yourself
If there is something comforting – religious, if you want – about paranoia, there is still also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, a condition not many of us can bear for long.
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Comfortable Condition Connection Health Mental Religious Sick Worry
Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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Blessing Dreams Home Night Protection Yourself
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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Afraid Death Himself Human Land Live Lonely Sea
A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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Side Story Woman
You know what a miracle is. Not what Bakunin said. But another world’s intrusion into this one. Most of the time we coexist peacefully, but when we do touch there’s cataclysm.
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Existence Fantasy Intrude Miracle Mission Peace Spiritual Time Touch World Yourself
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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Best Cooperation Decision Destruction Direction Illusion Management Power Reality Support
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
Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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Despair Herself Sex Yourself
Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Illusion Invisible Temporary Yourself
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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Body God Healing Need Stars Terrorism
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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Afraid Belief Division People Public Science

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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