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.
THOMAS PYNCHONA woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
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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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For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross.
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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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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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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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Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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You know what a miracle is. Not what Bakunin said. But another world’s intrusion into this one. Most of the time we coexist peacefully, but when we do touch there’s cataclysm.
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Shall I project a world?
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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All variables are independent.
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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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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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