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More Quotes by Thomas Pynchon
Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
Shall I project a world?
Though it is not often that death is so clearly told to fuck off.
There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
They're in love. Fuck the war.
It all comes down, as it must, to the desires of individual men. Oh, and women too of course, bless their empty little heads.
A screaming comes across the sky.
Paranoids are not paranoid because they're paranoid, but because they keep putting themselves, fucking idiots, deliberately into paranoid situations.
You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures.
Keep cool but care.