He loved her as he had never loved another, and he trusted her as he had allowed himself to trust no one else. But by the nature of the world, those who loved and trusted were uniquely vulnerable

Hold a picture of yourself long and steadily enough in your mind's eye, and you will be drawn toward it.

She was no longer wresting with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in her thoughts.

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

Written By Thomas Pynchon

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