There is no real direction here, neither lines of power nor cooperation. Decisions are never really made – at best they manage to emerge, from a chaos of peeves, whims, hallucinations and all around assholery.
Thomas PynchonShe thougt of sunrise over the library slope at Cornell University that nobody out on it had seen because the slope faces west.
Thomas PynchonBut with a sigh he had released her hand, while she was so lost in the fantasy that she hadn't felt it go away, as if he'd known the best moment to let go.
Thomas Pynchon