Quote by Thomas Pynchon Download Open image ““I still don't even know for sure what a tendril is.”” — Thomas Pynchon ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“My heart quickened as she brushed one chestnut tendril aside then rested her gloved hand only a heartbeat from my own.” — Christina Boyd Copy Share Image
“If there's one thing I know for sure, it's that nothing is ever sure.” — Alyson Noel Copy Share Image
“I don't know if any of us really know what we are capable of until it comes to it.” — Katie M. John Copy Share Image
“Maybe I'm telling you what you already know, but I don't know what anybody knows anymore.” — James Wolcott Copy Share Image
“The only thing I know is that I know nothing, and i am no quite sure that i know that.” — Socrates Copy Share Image
“oh, lookie there, hyoid’s fractured. Strong hands to do that. Anyway,” — J.T. Ellison Copy Share Image
“Avril had the sense they say comes with your last moments; not so much that she saw her life flashing before her eyes, but… — Mick Herron 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
