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.
THOMAS PYNCHONPerhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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To have humanism we must first be convinced of our humanity. As we move further into decadence this becomes more difficult.
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He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’ but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.
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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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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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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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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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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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Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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Why should things be easy to understand?
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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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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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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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