Quote by Thomas Pynchon Download Open image ““Zoyd was out of smokes.”” — Thomas Pynchon ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Her laugh. The way she smoked before she gave up. Smoke trickling up her nostrils. Spokes of smoke when she spoke.” — Craig Raine Copy Share Image
“I might look and smell smokeless now, but I’ve been burned beyond the surface.” — Zara Hairston Copy Share Image
“If I could turn into a wisp of smoke, I could slip into them and disappear.” — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
“It was fun watching the cigarette smoke develop into words until he saw what they said.” — Kealan Patrick Burke Copy Share Image
“I found that I was reaching, automatically, for another cigarette; my eyes and throat felt hot and aching, and my brain stupid. I let… — Mary Stewart Copy Share Image
“That world he wanted them to know had vanished as smoke deserts the dying embers that made it.” — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
“When things get really hot, smoke fills the air. And things were definitely hot in here.” — S.D. Mary Copy Share Image
“My mother smoked too but I guessed by now she had quit the habit, which was, I supposed, one of the advantages of being… — Polly Horvath 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
