Quotes by Thomas Pynchon

Thomas Pynchon

A weapon based on Time . . .” mused Viktor Mulciber. “Well, why not? The one force no one knows how to defeat, resist, or reverse. It kills all forms of life sooner or later. With a Time-weapon you could become the most feared person in history.” “I’d rather be loved,” said Root. Mulciber shrugged. “You’re young.

Roots

Weapons

Why Not

All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.

Mortality

Sophisticated

Time

Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.

Earth

Hieroglyphics

Paranoia

But on the way home tonight, you wish you’d picked him up, held him a bit. Just held him, very close to your heart, his cheek by the hollow of your shoulder, full of sleep. As it it were you who could, somehow, save him. For the moment not caring who you’re supposed to be registered as. For the moment, anyway, no longer who the Caesars say you are.

Heart

Home

Sleep

Darkness invades the dreams of the glassblower. Of all the unpleasantries his dreams grab in out of the night air, an extinguished light is the worst. Light in his dreams, was always hope: the basic, moral hope. As the contacts break helically away, hope turns to darkness, and the glassblower wakes sharply tonight crying, “Who? Who?”

Dream

Light

Night

Everybody who says the same words is the same person if the spectra are the same only they happen differently in time, you dig? But the time is arbitrary. You pick your zero point anywhere you want, that way you can shuffle each person’s time line sideways till they all coincide.

Arbitrary

Lines

Zero

Explosion without an objective’, declared Miles Blundell, ‘is politics in its purest form’.

Explosions

Form

Miles

For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross

Crosses

Kind

Vampire

He gazes through sunlight’s buttresses, back down the refectory at the others, wallowing in their plenitude of bananas, thick palatals of their hunger lost somewhere in the stretch of morning between them and himself. A hundred miles of it, so suddenly. Solitude, even among the meshes of this war, can when it wishes so take him by the blind gut and touch, as now, possessively. Pirate’s again some other side of a window, watching strangers eat breakfast.

Morning

Pirate

War

I came,” she said, “hoping you could talk me out of a fantasy.” Cherish it!” cried Hilarious, fiercely. “What else do any of you have? Hold it tightly by it’s little tentacle, don’t let the Freudians coax it away or the pharmacists poison it out of you. Whatever it is, hold it dear, for when you lose it you go over by that much to the others. You begin to cease to be.

Fantasy

Littles

Poison

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America

Arbitrary

Asking Questions

Atheist

Behavior

Belief

Believe

Blessing

Boys

Brash

Broken

California

Chance

Children

Christian

Circles

Cities

Clerks

Color

Crosses

Darkness

Death

Decision

Desks

Differences

Dope

Dream

Dresses

Dying

Earth

Enemy

Energy

Essence

Europe

Explosions

Eye

Fall

Fantasy

Faults

Firsts

Form

Garlic

Giving

Gone Away

Grief

Hands

Heart

Hieroglyphics

Home

Humanity

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Quotes by Thomas Pynchon

Thomas Pynchon

All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.

Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.

Everybody who says the same words is the same person if the spectra are the same only they happen differently in time, you dig? But the time is arbitrary. You pick your zero point anywhere you want, that way you can shuffle each person’s time line sideways till they all coincide.

Explosion without an objective’, declared Miles Blundell, ‘is politics in its purest form’.

For every kind of vampire, there is a kind of cross

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