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.
THOMAS PYNCHONOur history is an aggregate of last moments.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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Life’s single lesson: that there is more accident to it than a man can ever admit to in a lifetime and stay sane.
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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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If 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.
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Information. What’s wrong with dope and women? Is it any wonder the world’s gone insane, with information come to be the only real medium of exchange?
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There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.
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Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
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You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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All variables are independent.
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My belief is that “recluse” is a code word generated by journalists; meaning, “doesn’t like to talk to reporters.”
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Someday it’ll all be done by machine. Information machines.
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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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The general public has long been divided into two parts; those who think that science can do anything and those who are afraid it will.
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Ills are many, blessings few, but dreams tonight will shelter you.
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She may know a little, may think of herself, face and body, as ‘pretty’ but he could never tell her all the rest, how many other living things, birds, nights smelling of grass and rain, sunlit moments of simple peace, also gather in what she is to him.
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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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