“People read what news they wanted to and each accordingly built his own rathouse of history's rags and straws.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
Who claims Truth, Truth abandons. History is hir'd, or coerc'd, only in Interests that must ever prove base. She is too innocent,… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
What North Europe thinks of as its history is actually quite provincial and of limited interest. Different sorts of Christian killing each… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“They gaze at each other for a while, down here on the barroom floor of history, feeling sucker-punched, no clear way to… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“After the 11 September attack," March editorializes one morning, "amid all that chaos and confusion, a hole quietly opened up in American… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Perhaps history this century, thought Eigenvalue, is rippled with gathers in its fabric such that if we are situated, as Stencil seemed… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“It turns out to be the new Planet, which, a decade and a half later, will be known first as the Georgian,… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Facts are but the Play-things of lawyers,-- Tops and Hoops, forever a-spin... Alas, the Historian may indulge no such idle Rotating. History… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“But should Bortz have exfoliated the mere words so lushly, into such unnatural roses, under which whose red, scented dusk, dark history… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“Damn you all. You have no idea what you're heading into. This world you take to be 'the' world will die, and… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“To those of us who survived [...], it also means that we have learned to stand outside our history and watch it,… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“People read what news they wanted to and each accordingly built his own rathouse of history's rags and straws.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“As spread thighs are to the libertine...so was the letter V to young Stencil.” — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“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 Image
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers. — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
