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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.

Thomas Pynchon

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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Eyes Head Reality Universe Visible
A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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Side Story Woman
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
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Question Worry Wrong Yourself
Length is usually intensity. Not time.
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Intense Time
Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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Myself Weird World
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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Education Herself Rise See Structure Sun Thinking
There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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Behavior Belief Chance Difference God Luck Operation Purity
There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
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Emotion Realist Sentimental
Why should things be easy to understand?
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Easy Philosophy Understand
Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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History Moments Ourselves
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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Early Ignorance Life Ourselves Structure Trouble Writing
Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
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Book Reading Time Wasted Time Yourself
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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Fantasy Feeling Hands Let Go Lost Moments
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
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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Computer Creature Death Human Kind Live Mathematics Patten Record Representation
Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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Character Concept Death Page Writing 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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