It takes, unhappily, no more than a desk and writing supplies to turn any room into a confessional.
THOMAS PYNCHONIf 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.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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It is simply wrong to begin with a theme, symbol or other abstract unifying agent, and then try to force characters and events to conform to it.
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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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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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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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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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A woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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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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A screaming comes across the sky.
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You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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Shall I project a world?
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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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Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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