She thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
THOMAS PYNCHONYou may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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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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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If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don’t have to worry about answers.
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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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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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To have humanism we must first be convinced of our humanity. As we move further into decadence this becomes more difficult.
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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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Why should things be easy to understand?
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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A screaming comes across the sky.
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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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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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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Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.
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