If 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.
THOMAS PYNCHONInformation. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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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.
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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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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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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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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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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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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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Everybody gets told to write about what they know. The trouble with many of us is that at the earlier stages of life we think we know everything- or to put it more usefully, we are often unaware of the scope and structure of our ignorance.
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Why should things be easy to understand?
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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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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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All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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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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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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Real flight and dreams of flight go together. Both are part of the same movement. Not A before B, but all together.
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There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
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A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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A screaming comes across the sky.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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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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If there is something comforting – religious, if you want – about paranoia, there is still also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, a condition not many of us can bear for long.
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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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