Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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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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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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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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Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.
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A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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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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What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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Teamwork,” Koteks snarled, “is one word for it, yeah. What it really is is a way to avoid responsibility. It’s a symptom of the gutlessness of the whole society.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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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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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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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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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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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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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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