“It took me till I was lying among the Rats and Vermin, upon the freezing edge of a Future invisible, to understand… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
We are here among you as seekers of refuge from our present-your future-a time of worldwide famine, exhausted fuel supplies, terminal poverty-the… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Why? Why use the room as introduction to an apologia? Because the room, though windowless and cold at night, is a hothouse.… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Could he have been the fork in the road American never took, the singular point she jumped the wrong way from? Suppose… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“The simpler explanation,' Emerson with a distinct uvular component in his Sigh, 'may be that none of you people has ever known… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“The Telescope, the Flaxions, the inventions of Logarithms and the frenzy of multiplication, often for its own sake, that follow'd have for… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
So the city became the material expression of a particular loss of innocence – not sexual or political innocence but somehow a… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“The row ostensibly has to do with tables versus CSS, a controversial issue of the time, which has always, given its level… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Do you remember that piece of footage on the local news, just as the first tower comes down, woman runs in off… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Pirate and Osbie Feel are leaning on their roof-ledge, a magnificent sunset across and up the winding river, the imperial serpant, crowds… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“It was one of those great iron afternoons in London: the yellow sun being teased apart by a thoasand chimneys breathing, fawning… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Whenever I put the headset on now," he'd continued, "I really do understand what I find there. When those kids sing about… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“She looked down a slope, needing to squint for the sunlight, onto a vast sprawl of houses which had grown up all… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“There had been an uprising by the Bondelswaartz in 1922, and general turmoil in the country. His radio experiments interrupted, he sought… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
What’s this? What are the antagonists doing here – infiltrating their own audience? Well, they’re not really. It’s somebody else’s audience at… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
For a moment she'd wondered if the seal around her sockets were tight enough to allow the tears simply to go on… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“How strange tonight, this city. As if something trembled below its surface, waiting to burst through.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“It was one of those great iron afternoons in London: the yellow sun being teased apart by a thoasand chimneys breathing, fawning upward without… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“Surely for as long as there have been nights as bad as this one---something to raise the possibility of another night that could actually,… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“People read what news they wanted to and each accordingly built his own rathouse of history's rags and straws.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“Out of that night and day of unconditional wrath, folks would've expected to see any city, if it survived, all newly reborn, purified by… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“As spread thighs are to the libertine...so was the letter V to young Stencil.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“Oedipa wondered whether, at the end of this (if it were supposed to end), she too might not be left with only compiled memories… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers. — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“remember didn't you sneak away from camp to have a moment alone with What you felt stirring across the land . . . it… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“Through rain...then through dreaming glass, green with the evening. And herself in chair, old-fashioned, bonneted, looking west over the deck of Earth, inferno red… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“She knew instinctively: he will be fine as the fraternity boy just out of an Ivy League school who knows he will never stop… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
“Listen to anything and take it apart again. Spectrum analysis, in my head. I can break down chords, and timbres, and words too into… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share
