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But 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.

Thomas Pynchon

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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Existence Fantasy Intrude Miracle Mission Peace Spiritual Time Touch World Yourself
What, I should only trust good people? Man, good people get bought and sold every day. Might as well trust somebody evil once in a while, it makes no more or less sense.
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Evil Goodness Meaning Myself People Sold Trust
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
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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Boy Dreams Himself Life Man Myself Old Thinking
Why should things be easy to understand?
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Easy Philosophy Understand
What are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
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Body God Healing Need Stars Terrorism
All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.
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Abstract Fear Human Investigation Mortal Time True
A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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Side Story Woman
Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Choice Fame Myself Photography
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
You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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Creature God Himself People Touch Yourself
Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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Blessing Dreams Home Night Protection Yourself
Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.
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Break Care Help Logic Public Yourself
Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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Book Reading Time Wasted Time Yourself
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
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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Best Cooperation Decision Destruction Direction Illusion Management Power Reality Support

But 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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But 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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