He decided that we suffer from great temporal homesickness for the decade we were born in.
THOMAS PYNCHONBehind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.
More Thomas Pynchon Quotes
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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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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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Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.
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You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
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Perhaps its familiarity rendered it temporarily invisible to you.
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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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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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Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.
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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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What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?
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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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Get too conceptual, too cute and remote, and your characters die on the page.
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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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Shall I project a world?
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They plot, they plot, sleeping or afoot they never let up.
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