“Oedipa wondered whether, at the end of this (if it were supposed to end), she too might not be left with only compiled memories of clues, announcements, intimations, but never the central truth itself, which must somehow each time be… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“And he had wondered if it would end that way for him too - one more ragged pilgrim on the road toward some bankrupt enlightenment, endlessly sorting information while the truth rolled on, untouched, beneath his very nose.” — Kem Nunn Copy Share Image
