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.
THOMAS PYNCHONTeamwork,” 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.
THOMAS PYNCHONWhat 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.
THOMAS PYNCHONAll 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 PYNCHONBehind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
THOMAS PYNCHONOur history is an aggregate of last moments.
THOMAS PYNCHONGet too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
THOMAS PYNCHONPerhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
THOMAS PYNCHONFor every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
THOMAS PYNCHONReal flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
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 PYNCHONSome 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.
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 PYNCHONIdle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
THOMAS PYNCHONWhat sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
THOMAS PYNCHONWhat are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
THOMAS PYNCHONWhat, 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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