There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
THOMAS PYNCHONThere 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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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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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
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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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All variables are independent.
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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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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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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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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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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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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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