They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
THOMAS PYNCHONThrough the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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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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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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My belief is that “recluse” is a code word generated by journalists; meaning, “doesn’t like to talk to reporters.”
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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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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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All variables are independent.
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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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It all comes down, as it must, to the desires of individual men. Oh, and women too of course, bless their empty little heads.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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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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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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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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