Out at the horizon, out near the burnished edge of the world, who are these visitors standing... these robed figures — perhaps, at this distance, hundreds of miles tall — their faces, serene, unattached, like the Buddha's, bending over the sea, impassive, indeed, as the Angel that stood over Lübeck during the Palm Sunday raid, come that day neither to destroy nor to protect, but to bear witness to a game of seduction... What have the watchmen of the world's edge come tonight to look for? Deepening on now, monumental beings stoical, on toward slag, toward ash the colour the night will stabilize at, tonight... what is there grandiose enough to witness?


Gravity's Rainbow (1973)

Thomas Pynchon Quotes

Out at the horizon, out near the burnished edge of the world, who are these visitors standing... these robed figures — perhaps, at this distance,...

Out at the horizon, out near the burnished edge of the world, who are these visitors standing... these robed figures — perhaps, at this distance,...

Out at the horizon, out near the burnished edge of the world, who are these visitors standing... these robed figures — perhaps, at this distance,...

Out at the horizon, out near the burnished edge of the world, who are these visitors standing... these robed figures — perhaps, at this distance,...