All that’s left.
- Williams, p 224.
- One may defend such a portrait by saying that it condemns the act implicitly, in the very portrayal. But that’s moralizing, posing a peculiar and weak form of propaganda.
- It is no longer a poem.
- Mair, p 3.
- Whether by choice or by compulsion.
- Chan, pp 60, 54.
- We know all about “moments” and we think we know a few good tricks on how to capture and extend them. But we don’t stop the car. We drive on.
- Cage, p 93.
- Longinus, p 301.
Thomas Pynchon, V. Christmas Eve, 1955, Benny Profane, wearing black levis, suede jacket, sneakers and big cowboy hat, happened to pass through
(August 2002) the fear is my fear is that I’m living wrong the wrong friends or no friends staying in when I should be out prowling for the satori