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.
THOMAS PYNCHONIf the world offered nothing, nowhere to support or make bearable whatever her private grief was, then it is that world, and not she, that is at fault.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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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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She thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
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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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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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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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A screaming comes across the sky.
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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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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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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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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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Teamwork,” Koteks snarled, “is one word for it, yeah. What it really is is a way to avoid responsibility. It’s a symptom of the gutlessness of the whole society.
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