Laboring through a world every day more stultified, which expected salvation in codes and governments, ever more willing to settle for suburban narratives and diminished payoffs--what were the chances of finding anyone else seeking to transcend that, and not even particularly aware of it?

— Thomas Pynchon

Let the peace of this day be here tomorrow when I wake up.

— Thomas Pynchon

Look at it, every day morel users than users, keyboards and screens turning into nothing but portals to Websites for what Management wants everybody addicted to, shopping games, jerking off, streaming endless garbage-

— Thomas Pynchon

Meantime the Newspaper of Record goes around in a little pleated skirt shaking pompoms, leaping in the air with an idiot grin if so much as a cement mixer passes by.

— Thomas Pynchon

Nobody wanted to hear about all the Preterit, the many God passes over when he chooses a few for salvation. William argued holiness for these "second Sheep," without whom there'd be no elect. You can bet the Elect in Boston were pissed off about that. And it got worse. William felt that what Jesus was for the elect, Judas Iscariot was for the Preterit. Everything in the Creation has its equal and opposite counterpart. How can Jesus be an exception? Could we feel for him anything but horror in the face of the unnatural, the extracreational? Well, if he is the son of man, and if what we feel is not horror but love, then we have to love Judas too. Right? How William avoided being burned for heresy, nobody knows.

— Thomas Pynchon

One by one they are being picked off around him: in his small circle of colleagues the ratio slowly grows top-heavy, more ghosts, more each winter, and fewer living... and with each one, he thinks he feels patterns on his cortex going dark, settling to sleep forever, parts of whoever he's been losing all definition, reverting to dumb chemistry...

— Thomas Pynchon

One glance at any government budget anywhere in the world tells the story—the money is always in place, already allocated, the motive everywhere is fear, the more immediate the fear, the higher the multiples.

— Thomas Pynchon

Only the framing material," Lucas demurely, "obvious influences, Neo-Tokyo from Akira, Ghost in the Shell, Metal Gear Solid by Video Colima, or as he's known in my crib, God.

— Thomas Pynchon

She had heard all about excluded middles; they were bad shit, to be avoided; and how had it ever happened here, with the chances once so good for diversity?

— Thomas Pynchon

Shit, money, and the World, the three American truths, powering the American mobility, claimed the Sloops, clasped them for good to the country's fate. But they did not prosper... about all they did was persist

— Thomas Pynchon