More Quotes by Thomas Pynchon
Through the machineries of greed, pettiness, and the abuse of power, love occurs.
A screaming comes across the sky.
They're in love. Fuck the war.
There is nothing so loathsome as a sentimental surrealist.
Life's single lesson: that there is more accident to it than a man can ever admit to in a lifetime and stay sane.
Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it: keep cool, but care.
If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.
If there is something comforting - religious, if you want - about paranoia, there is still also anti-paranoia, where nothing is connected to anything, a condition not many of us can bear for long.
Though it is not often that death is so clearly told to fuck off.
Someday she might replace whatever of her had gone away by some prosthetic device, a dress of a certain color, a phrase in a letter, another lover.
