To have humanism we must first be convinced of our humanity. As we move further into decadence this becomes more difficult.
THOMAS PYNCHONThere was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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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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It 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.
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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 it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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The reality is in this head. Mine. I’m the projector at the planetarium, all the closed little universe visible in the circle of that stage is coming out of my mouth, eyes, and sometimes other orifices also.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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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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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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But with a sigh he had released her hand, while she was so lost in the fantasy that she hadn’t felt it go away, as if he’d known the best moment to let go.
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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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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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