“I guess it must be the flag of my disposition out of hopeful green stuff woven.”
" You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures."
The operators call them "angels" --T. Pynchon
“I guess it must be the flag of my disposition out of hopeful green stuff woven.”
" You may never get to touch the Master, but you can tickle his creatures."
The operators call them "angels" --T. Pynchon