— Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow, V148 (via cerebralnausea)
“Damme, sir, - a Book? Close it up immediately.”
“‘Tis the Holy Bible, Sir.”
“No matter, ‘tis Print, - print causes civil unrest, - civil unrest in any ship at sea is intolerable. Coffee as well. Where are newspapers found? in those damnable Whig Coffee-Houses. Eh? A potion stimulating rebellion and immoderate desires.”
-Thomas Pynchon, Mason & Dixon
“Are you preoccupied?”
“Who me, baby?”
“You look so serious, even when you smile.”
“All facade, all role. Little forehead wrinkle makes for intensity, you know.”
-Richard Fariña, Been Down So Long It Looks Up To Me
— Thomas Pynchon’s V. (via steelwoolgoldenfleece)
— Jean-Paul Sartre (via pigmenting)
(via pigmenting)
“He wants not so much to live as never to die.
He seems to me the saddest person on the planet.
I empathize with him completely.”
-David Shields, How Literature Saved My Life
“”I get the idea perfectly, Mickey,” said Archimboldi, thinking all the while that his man was not only irritating but ridiculous, with the particular ridiculousness of self-dramatizers and poor fools convinced that they’ve been present at a decisive moment in history, when it’s common knowledge, thought Archimboldi, that history, which is a simple whore, has no decisive moments but is a proliferation of instants, brief interludes that vie with one another in monstrousness.”
-Roberto Bolaño, 2666
— Haruki Murakami - The Second Bakery Attack (via liamkclark)
“Sophie opened her lips to cool them. Han’s mind was no longer on Kant, although it was occupied with empirical knowledge.”
-Andrés Neuman, Traveler of the Century
“Like many named places in California it was less an identifiable city than a grouping of concepts—census tracts, special purpose bond-issue districts, shopping nuclei, all overlaid with access roads to its own freeway.”
-Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49
