file under: gravity's rainbow, p. 148
- (Quietly) 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... no more. Our history is an aggregate of last moments.
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i have a habit, much to the chagrin of used booksellers everywhere, of underlining passages in books that i like. i'll probably share them from time to time, when i've revisited some be-smirched book for one reason or another (in this case, from picking up gravity's rainbow and skimming the underlined parts as a sub-routine of my ongoing attempt at reading william vollmann's rather daunting europe central. the two novels are actually quite nice companion pieces to each other - factualized fictionalizations of wwii that bring a surreal warp to an otherwise unbearably grim time in history).
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i have a habit, much to the chagrin of used booksellers everywhere, of underlining passages in books that i like. i'll probably share them from time to time, when i've revisited some be-smirched book for one reason or another (in this case, from picking up gravity's rainbow and skimming the underlined parts as a sub-routine of my ongoing attempt at reading william vollmann's rather daunting europe central. the two novels are actually quite nice companion pieces to each other - factualized fictionalizations of wwii that bring a surreal warp to an otherwise unbearably grim time in history).
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