“Pause for a moment, you wretched weakling, and take stock of yourself.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“There's just so much time set aside for baffled reaction. I believe we've reached the limit. ” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Money has lost its narrative quality the way painting did once upon a time. Money is talking to itself. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“How many times do two people have to fuck before one of them deserves to die?” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between the present and the past. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“He knew time and day of week and wondered when such scraps of data would begin to feel disposable.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The question of dying becomes a wise reminder. It cures us of our innocence of the future. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Women have faith in the mechanics of adjustment. A woman knows how to want something. She'll take chances to secure the future.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Because friends have to be brutally honest with each other. I'd feel terrible if I didn't tell you what I was thinking,… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
It was the time of year, the time of day, for a small insistent sadness to pass into the texture of things.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“This is death. I don't want it to tarry awhile so I can write a monograph. I want it to go away… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
There came a time in every prolonged effort when he had a moment of near panic, or 'terror in a lonely place',… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The future is always a wholeness, a sameness. We're all tall and happy there,' she said. 'This is why the future fails.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Time and death: It's the ultimate vision of an artist at the end of everything. It's just what's there. It was not… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“We saw a cloudwall hung many miles to the east and hawks floating in the unforced motion that makes you think they’ve… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
In these night recitations we create a space between things as we felt them at the time and as we speak them… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
It's all about time, dimwit time, inferior time, people checking watches and other devices, other reminders. This is time draining out of… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“She liked to think. What did she like to think? She was having a dumb day and wanted to blame the fog.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“But then it came time for me to make my journey—into America. [... N]o coincidence that my first novel is called Americana… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
I didn’t do anything. I don’t have an explanation, I don’t know why I wanted to write. I did some short stories… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
I do think that in the near future, if it hasn't happened already, people will be able to use technology to design… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Years after I'd seen him for the last time I found myself thinking of him unexpectedly and often. You know how certain… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Murray said, 'I don't trust anybody's nostalgia but my own. Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“It’s like we've been flung back in time," he said. "Here we are in the Stone Age, knowing all these great things… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Time seems to pass. The world happens, unrolling into moments, and you stop to glance at a spider pressed to its web.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Something about the time of year depressed him deeply. Overcast skies and cutting wind, leaves falling, dusk falling, dark too soon, night… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
There is a balance, a kind of standoff between the time continuum and the human entity, our frail bundle of soma and… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Something about the time of year depressed him deeply. Overcast skies and cutting wind, leaves falling, dusk falling, dark too soon, night… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“This happened back east of course. I've heard that term a lot since coming to this part of the country. But I… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Sitting for a picture is morbid business. A portrait doesn't begin to mean anything until the subject is dead. This is the… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“It's all embedded, the hours and minutes, words and numbers everywhere, he said, train stations, bus routes, taxi meters, surveillance cameras. It's… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Isn't it possible that this midcentury moment enters the skin more lastingly than the vast shaping strategies of eminent leaders, generals steely… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
There were moments when she wasn't talking so much as fading into time, dropping back into some funnelled stretch of recent past. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Past, present and future are not amenities of language. Time unfolds into the seamsof being. It passes through you, making and shaping. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“We all know how the thing we secretly fear is not a secret at all but the open and eternal thing that predicts its… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
The novel is the dream release, the suspension of reality that history needs to escape its own brutal confinements. — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“As I listened I thought a featureless baggy man was striking me in slow motion with a well-polished stone.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“Murray said, 'I don't trust anybody's nostalgia but my own. Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“She is beginning to think it is possible that all creation is a spurt of blank matter that chances to make an emerald planet… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“Those who have abandoned belief must still believe in us. They are sure that they are right not to believe but they know belief… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“The plane had lost power in all three engines, dropped from thirty-four thousand feet to twelve thousand feet. Something like four miles. When the… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“Grass: I live in a great steel tower that reflects the blazing sun. People catch fire just walking by. The more bodies that pile… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
“Marriage is something we make from available materials. In this sense it’s improvised, it’s almost offhand. Maybe this is why we know so little… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever. The true life takes place when we're alone, thinking,… — Don DeLillo Copy Share
I've come to think of Europe as a hardcover book, America as the paperback version. — Don DeLillo Copy Share
There is a set of balances and rhythms to a novel that we can't experience in real life. So I think there is a… — Don DeLillo Copy Share