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.
THOMAS PYNCHONIlls are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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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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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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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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Can’t say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.
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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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What are the stars but points in the body of God where we insert the healing needles of our terror and longing?
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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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He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
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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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All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.
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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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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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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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