You know what a miracle is. Not what Bakunin said. But another world’s intrusion into this one. Most of the… — Thomas Pynchon

Teamwork," Koteks snarled, "is one word for it, yeah. What it really is is a way to avoid responsibility. It's a symptom of the gutlessness of the whole society.

"Whenever I put the headsets on now," he'd continued, "I really do understand what I find there. When those kids sing about 'She loves you,' yeah, well, you know, she does, she's any number of people, all over the world, back through time, different colors, shapes, sizes, distances from death, but she loves. And the 'you' is everybody. And herself."

"You one of those right wing nut outfits?" inquired the diplomatic Metzger.

Fallopian twinkled. "They accuse us of being paranoids."

"They?" inquired Metzger, twinkling also.

"Us?" asked Oedipa.