“The plane had lost power in all three engines, dropped from thirty-four thousand feet to twelve thousand feet. Something like four miles.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Think of the great poetry, the music and dance and ritual that spring forth from our aspiring to a life beyond death.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The force of a death should be enormous but how can you know what kind of man you've killed or who was… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“The vast and terrible depth." “Of course,” he said. “The inexhaustibility.” “I understand.” “The whole huge nameless thing.” “Yes, absolutely.” “The massive… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“People get bitten. But I won't.' I found myself saying, 'You will, you will. These snakes don't know you find death inconceivable.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“I think it's a mistake to lose one's sense of death, even one's fear of death. Isn't death the boundary we need?… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
We seem to believe it is possible to ward off death by following rules of good grooming. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Why shouldn't the death of a person you love bring you into lurid ruin? You don't know how to love the one… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Doesn't our knowledge of death make life more precious?' What good is a preciousness based on fear and anxiety? It's an anxious… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“It was not Death that stood before me but only Vernon Dickey, my father-in-law.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Fear is unnatural. Lightning and thunder are unnatural. Pain, death, reality, these are all unnatural. We can't bear these things as they… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“I believe, Jack, there are two kinds of people in the world. Killers and diers. Most of us are diers. We don't… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
You feel sorry for yourself. You think you're missing something and you don't know what it is. You're lonely inside your life.… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
A Catholic is raised with the idea that he will die any minute now and if he doesn't live his life in… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Isn't death the boundary we need? Doesn't it give a precious texture to life, a sense of definition? You have to ask… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
A mystery novel localizes the awesome force of the real death outside the book, winds it tightly in a plot. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
When I read obituaries I always note the age of the deceased. Automatically I relate this figure to my own age. Four… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Nothingness is staring you in the face. Utter and permanent oblivion. You will cease to be. To be, Jack. The dier accepts… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“It is when death is rendered graphically, is televised so to speak, that you sense an eerie separation between your condition and… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Would you ask a man who bags groceries if he fears death not because it is death but because there are still… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
I've got death inside me. It's just a question of whether or not I can outlive it. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Why shouldn't his death bring you into some total scandal of garment-rending grief? Why should you accommodate his death? Or surrender to… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
This is the whole point of technology. It creates an appetite for immortality on the one hand. It threatens universal extinction on… — 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 Image
Everything is barely weeks. Everything is days. We have minutes to live. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The novel is the dream release, the suspension of reality that history needs to escape its own brutal confinements. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“As I listened I thought a featureless baggy man was striking me in slow motion with a well-polished stone.” — 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 grievances between… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
