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
As belief shrinks from the world, it is more necessary than ever that someone believe. Wild-eyed men in caves. Nuns in black.… — 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
That's how you write novels actually. You suddenly hit upon something and you realize this is the path you were meant to… — 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
Plot a murder, you're saying. But every plot is a murder in effect. To plot is to die, whether we know it… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
If an idea seems to find its way towards a stage setting, that's the direction I take. I don't know if I'm… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Maybe when we die, the first thing we'll say is 'I know this feeling. I was here before'. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
We don't really know how technology will affect narrative. That's the question. See, people used to say that the novel is going… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
I don't know what I think about certain subjects, even today, until I sit down and try to write about them. — 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
