Why should things be easy to understand?
THOMAS PYNCHONBut with a sigh he had released her hand, while she was so lost in the fantasy that she hadn’t felt it go away, as if he’d known the best moment to let go.
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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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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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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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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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Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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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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What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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The reality is in this head. Mine. I’m the projector at the planetarium, all the closed little universe visible in the circle of that stage is coming out of my mouth, eyes, and sometimes other orifices also.
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Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.
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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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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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Shall I project a world?
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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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