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.
THOMAS PYNCHONLife’s single lesson: that there is more accident to it than a man can ever admit to in a lifetime and stay sane.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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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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Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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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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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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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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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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The general public has long been divided into two parts; those who think that science can do anything and those who are afraid it will.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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Why should things be easy to understand?
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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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What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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You go from dream to dream inside me. You have passage to my last shabby corner, and there, among the debris, you’ve found life. I’m no longer sure which of all the words, images, dreams or ghosts are ‘yours’ and which are ‘mine.’ It’s past sorting out.
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Shall I project a world?
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