Length is usually intensity. Not time.
THOMAS PYNCHONLength is usually intensity. Not time.
THOMAS PYNCHONIt is simply wrong to begin with a theme, symbol or other abstract unifying agent, and then try to force characters and events to conform to it.
THOMAS PYNCHONHe decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
THOMAS PYNCHONYou may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
THOMAS PYNCHONFor every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
THOMAS PYNCHONSomeday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
THOMAS PYNCHONIt takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
THOMAS PYNCHONIdle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
THOMAS PYNCHONIf 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?
THOMAS PYNCHONInformation. 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?
THOMAS PYNCHONDespair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
THOMAS PYNCHONReal flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
THOMAS PYNCHONThere was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
THOMAS PYNCHONA screaming comes across the sky.
THOMAS PYNCHONSomeday 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.
THOMAS PYNCHONThere 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.
THOMAS PYNCHON