Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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Shall I project a world?
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If the world offered nothing, nowhere to support or make bearable whatever her private grief was, then it is that world, and not she, that is at fault.
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There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
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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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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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Information. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
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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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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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Like so many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts–census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Despair came over her, as it will when nobody around has any sexual relevance to you.
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She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’ but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.
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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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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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