She thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
THOMAS PYNCHONA woman is only half of something there are usually two sides to.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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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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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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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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If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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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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Some of us are afraid of dying; others of human loneliness. Profane was afraid of land or seascapes like this, where nothing else lived but himself.
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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.
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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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A screaming comes across the sky.
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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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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Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.
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