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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.

Thomas Pynchon

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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Education Herself Rise See Structure Sun Thinking
He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
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Born Decision Greatness Home Sick Suffering Temporary
Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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Myself Weird World
Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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History Moments Ourselves
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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Convince Difficult Growth Humanity Spiritual
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.
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Grief Mistake Offering Privacy Support World
Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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Despair Herself Sex Yourself
It takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
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Confession Happiness Room Transformation Writing
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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Difference Notice Place Record Universe Yourself
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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Comfortable Condition Connection Health Mental Religious Sick Worry
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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Blessing Desire Empty Man Woman
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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Early Ignorance Life Ourselves Structure Trouble Writing
Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Abuse Greedy Love Machine Power Technology
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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Beautiful Body Face Herself Light Live Moments Peace Simplicity Sun Thinking
What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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Age Enemy Himself Man
Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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Dreams Essence Stupidity

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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