Томас Пинчон цитаты страница 4

„Нас учат, что насилие и убийство — это зло, ещё до того, как мы совершим что-либо подобное. А когда совершаем, то долго мучаемся, покуда не осознаем, что на самом деле это не зло. Точно так же однажды понимаешь, что запретный секс доставляет огромное удовольствие.“

Выкрикивается лот 49

Томас Пинчон книга V.

„Эдипа кое-что слышала о законе исключения третьего — дерьма, которого следовало всячески избегать.“

„Космологи пророчили неизбежную тепловую смерть Вселенной (которая превратится в нечто вроде Лимбо: форма и движение исчезнут, а тепловая энергия будет одинакова в любой точке). Метеорологи же изо дня в день отсрочивали наступление вселенского конца, опровергая эту теорию утешительными сводками температурных колебаний.“

Выкрикивается лот 49

„Истинный царь умирает лишь мнимой смертью.“

Энтропия

„Болью торгуют врачи, но никому и в голову не придет упрекать их за это благородное призвание.“

Радуга тяготения

„Либо ты — без помощи ЛСД или прочих индолениновых алкалоидов — вступила в таинственный, роскошный и насыщенный мир видений, натолкнулась на почтовую систему, с помощью которой энное число американцев по-настоящему общаются друг с другом, оставляя всю ложь, все повседневные заботы, всю скуку душевной нищеты официальной государственной почте; или обнаружила подлинный выход из тупика, нашла средство от неспособности удивляться, которая терзает душу каждого известного тебе американца, да и твою тоже, дорогуша.“

Радуга тяготения

Томас Пинчон цитаты

„Войны умеют затмевать собою дни, им предшествующие. Оглядываясь, понимаешь, сколько там шума и тягости. Но в нас выработан условный рефлекс забывать. Так война, конечно, весомее, да, но все равно... не легче ли увидеть скрытую машинерию в те дни, что подводят к событию? Разрабатываются комбинации, что-то должно ускоряться... и края частенько приподымаются на миг, и мы видим то, что нам видеть не полагалось...“

Выкрикивается лот 49

„У меня достаточно приличный счет в банке, чтобы жить в мире иллюзий.“

Радуга тяготения

„То, во что веришь, надо говорить про себя.“

„Если правительство в течение четырех лет не позволяет себя критиковать, то накопившееся негодование неизбежно вырвется мощным — хотя и не всегда эффективным — потоком.“

„Вы все настолько правые, что ничем не лучше левых.“

„Храните свою фантазию, чем бы она ни была, ибо её утрата низведет вас до уровня всех прочих. Вы потеряете индивидуальность.“

Выкрикивается лот 49

„Я отказываюсь верить, что правительство транжирит деньги налогоплательщиков на меня, тогда как полно гораздо более важных вещей, на которые их можно было бы растранжирить.“

Выкрикивается лот 49

“A number of frail girls… prisoners in the top room of a circular tower, embroidering a kind of tapestry which spilled out the slit windows and into a void, seeking hopelessly to fill the void: for all the other buildings and creatures, all the waves, ships and forests of the earth were contained in this tapestry, and the tapestry was the world.”

Энтропия

Томас Пинчон: Цитаты на английском языке

“"Personal density," Kurt Mondaugen in his Peenemünde office not too many steps away from here, enunciating the Law which will one day bear his name, "is directly proportional to temporal bandwidth."
"Temporal bandwidth," is the width of your present, your now. It is the familiar "∆ t" considered as a dependent variable. The more you dwell in the past and in the future, the thicker your bandwidth, the more solid your persona. But the narrower your sense of Now, the more tenuous you are.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

Источник: The Crying of Lot 49 (1966), Chapter 1

“Politics is a kind of engineering isn't it. With people as your raw material.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“The man's thirst for guilt was insatiable as the desert's for water.”

Thomas Pynchon книга V.

Источник: V. (1963), Chapter Nine, Part II, Mondaugen

“It creeped him out, the way it just sat there looking so plastic and harmless among the old-time good intentions of all that downtown architecture, no more sinister than a chain motel by the freeway, and yet behind its neutral drapes and far away down its fluorescent corridors it was swarming with all this strange alternate cop history and cop politics—cop dynasties, cop heroes and evildoers, saintly cops and psycho cops, cops too stupid to live and cops too smart for their own good—insulated by secret loyalties and codes of silence from the world they'd all be given to control, or, as they liked to put it, protect and serve.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“Write by WASTE. The government will open it if you use the other. The dolphins will be mad. Love the dolphins.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Inherent Vice

Источник: Inherent Vice (2009), p. 137

“M-maybe there is a Machine to take us away, take us completely, suck us through the electrodes out of the skull 'n' into the Machine and live there forever with all the other souls it's got stored there. It could decide who it would suck out, a-and when. Dope never gave you immortality. You hadda come back, every time, into a dying hunk of smelly meat! But We can live forever, in a clean, honest, purified, Electroworld”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

The Crying of Lot 49 (1966)

“It was impossible to get a decent meal, or even snack, anywhere, burned flapjacks and vulcanized steaks being as appetizing as things got. It also quickly became evident — horribly evident — that no one in the city knew how to make coffee, as if there were some sort of stultified consensus, or even city ordinance, about never waking up.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“Everybody here drove around like a dedicated loser, expecting moment to moment to get into an accident. Doc could relate to this — it was like the beach, where you lived in a climate of unquestioning hippie belief, pretending to trust everybody while always expecting to be sold out”

Thomas Pynchon книга Against the Day

Источник: Against the Day (2006), p. 66

“Out and down in the colonies, life can be indulged, life and sensuality in all its forms, with no harm done to the Metropolis, nothing to soil those cathedrals, white marble statues, noble thoughts.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Inherent Vice

but he didn't have to enjoy that either, especially.
Источник: Inherent Vice (2009), p. 225

“"You one of those right wing nut outfits?" inquired the diplomatic Metzger.
Fallopian twinkled. "They accuse us of being paranoids."
"They?" inquired Metzger, twinkling also.
"Us?" asked Oedipa.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“No need to feel pleas'd with yourself. What you found was not their sacred Well, but only a Representation of it.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

Источник: The Crying of Lot 49 (1966), Chapter 3

“Charlie really has this, like, obsessive death wish! Yes! he, he wants to be caught, processed, put in a can, not just any can, you dig, it has to be StarKist! suicidal brand loyalty, man, deep parable of consumer capitalism, they won't be happy with anything less than drift-netting us all, chopping us up and stacking us on the shelves of Supermarket Amerika, and subconsciously the horrible thing is, is we want them to do it…”

Thomas Pynchon Mason & Dixon

Источник: Mason & Dixon (1997), Chapter 74

“I apologize if I've interrupted some exceptionally demanding hippie task, like trying to remember where the glue is on the Zig-Zag paper, but it seems we have yet another problem, not unconnected with this fatality of yours for introducing disaster into every life you touch, however glancingly.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Inherent Vice

Источник: Inherent Vice (2009), p. 119

“Whenever I put the headsets on now," he'd continued, "I really do understand what I find there. When those kids sing about 'She loves you,' yeah, well, you know, she does, she's any number of people, all over the world, back through time, different colors, shapes, sizes, distances from death, but she loves. And the 'you' is everybody. And herself.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Inherent Vice

Источник: Inherent Vice (2009), p. 203

“Rachel was looking into the mirror at an angle of 45°, and so had a view of the face turned toward the room and the face on the other side, reflected in the mirror; here were time and reverse-time, co-existing, cancelling one another exactly out. Were there many such reference points, scattered throughout the world, perhaps only at nodes like this room which housed a transient population of the imperfect, the dissatisfied; did real time plus virtual or mirror-time equal zero and thus serve some half-understood moral purpose? Or was it only the mirror world that counted; only a promise of a kind that the inward bow of a nose-bridge or a promontory of extra cartilage at the chin meant a reversal of ill fortune such that the world of the altered would thenceforth run on mirror-time; work and love by mirror-light and be only, till death stopped the heart's ticking (metronome's music) quietly as light ceases to vibrate, an imp's dance under the century's own chandeliers….”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

The Crying of Lot 49 (1966)

“It's a giant factory-state here, a City of the Future full of extrapolated 1930's swoop-facaded and balconied skyscrapers, lean chrome caryatids with bobbed hairdos, classy airships of all descriptions drifting in the boom and hush of the city abysses, golden lovelies sunning in roof gardens and turning to wave as you pass.”

Thomas Pynchon книга V.

Источник: V. (1963), Chapter Two, Part I

“Dream tonight of peacock tails, / Diamond fields and spouter whales. / Ills are many, blessings few, / But dreams tonight will shelter you.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“It's been a prevalent notion. Fallen sparks. Fragments of vessels broken at the Creation. And someday, somehow, before the end, a gathering back to home. A messenger from the Kingdom, arriving at the last moment. But I tell you there is no such message, no such home — only the millions of last moments… nothing more. Our history is an aggregate of last moments.”

Thomas Pynchon книга V.

Источник: V. (1963), Chapter Nine, Part II

“Each will have his personal Rocket.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“Death glided by, shadowless, among the empties on the grass.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“"Run away with me," said Roseman when the coffee came.
"Where?" she asked. That shut him up.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

The Crying of Lot 49 (1966)

“Let me be unambiguous. I prefer not to be photographed.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

Источник: The Crying of Lot 49 (1966), Chapter 1

“Non-Masons stay pretty much in the dark about What Goes On, though now and then something jumps out, exposes itself, jumps giggling back again, leaving you with few details but a lot of Awful Suspicions.”

Thomas Pynchon

Phone call to CNN as reported in a CNN article (5 June 1997) http://cgi.cnn.com/US/9706/05/pynchon/

“At Bishop they learn'd that Dixon had been buried in back of the Quaker Meeting-House in Staindrop. Doctor Isaac stay'd with his Father, step for step. At the grave, which by Quaker custom was unmark'd, Mason beseech'd what dismally little he knew of God, to help Dixon through. The grass was long and beaded with earlier rain. A Cat emerg'd from it and star'd for a long time, appearing to know them.
"Dad?" Doc had taken his arm. For an instant, unexpectedly, Mason saw the little Boy who, having worried about Storms at Sea, as Beasts in the Forest, came running each time to make sure his father had return'd safely, — whose gift of ministering to others Mason was never able to see, let alone accept, in his blind grieving, his queasiness of Soul before a life and a death, his refusal to touch the Baby, tho' 'twas not possible to blame him…. The Boy he had gone to the other side of the Globe to avoid was looking at him now with nothing in his face but concern for his Father.
"Oh, Son."”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“My belief is that "recluse" is a code word generated by journalists… meaning, "doesn't like to talk to reporters."”

Thomas Pynchon Mason & Dixon

He shook his Head. He didn't continue.
"It's your Mate," Doctor Isaac assur'd him, "It's what happens when your Mate dies."
Mason & Dixon (1997)

“The night room heaves a sigh, yes Heaves, a Sigh — old-fashioned comical room, oh me I'm hopeless, born a joker never change, flirting away through the mirrorframe in something green-striped, pantalooned, and ruffled — meantime though, it is quaint, most rooms today hum you know, have been known also to "breathe," yes even wait in hushed expectancy and that ought to be the rather sinister tradition here, long slender creatures, heavy perfume and capes in rooms assailed by midnight, pierced with spiral stairways, blue-petaled pergolas, an ambience in which no one, however provoked or out of touch, my dear young lady, ever, Heaves, a Sigh. It is not done.”

Thomas Pynchon

Phone call to CNN (5 June 1997)

“I was dreaming … about my grandfather. A very old man, at least as old as I am now, 91. I thought, when I was a boy, that he had been 91 all his life. Now I feel as if I have been 91 all my life.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

“He lies on top of her, sweating, taking great breaths, watching her face turned 3/4 away, not even a profile, but the terrible Face That is No Face, gone too abstract, unreachable: the notch of the eye socket, but never the labile eye, only the anonymous curve of cheek, convexity of mouth, a noseless mask of the Other Order of Being, of Katje's being — the lifeless non-face that is the only face of hers he really knows, or will ever remember.”

Thomas Pynchon книга Выкрикивается лот 49

Источник: The Crying of Lot 49 (1966), Chapter 4

“It's a Rocket-raising: a festival new to this country. Soon it will come to the folk-attention how close Wernher von Braun's birthday is to the Spring Equinox, and the same German impulse that once rolled flower-boats through the towns and staged mock battles between young Spring and deathwhite old Winter will be erecting strange floral towers out in the clearings and meadows, and the young scientist-surrogate will be going round and round with Gravity or some such buffoon, and the children will be tickled, and laugh….”

Thomas Pynchon книга Gravity's Rainbow

Gravity's Rainbow (1973)