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?
THOMAS PYNCHONCan’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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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 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.
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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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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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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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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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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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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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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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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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