When I work, I'm just translating the world around me in what seems to be straightforward terms. For my readers, this is… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
If we are on the outside, we assume a conspiracy is the perfect working of a scheme. Silent nameless men with unadorned… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Certainly I've never tried to imagine what the future will hold. It's a hopeless endeavor to try to do such a thing. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Mirrors and images. Or sex and love. These are two separate systems that we miserably try to link. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
To plot is to live. […] We start out lives in chaos, in babble. As we surge up into the world, we… — 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
And what's the point of waking up in the morning if you don't try to match the enormousness of the known forces… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
When you try to unravel something you've written, you belittle it in a way. It was created as a mystery. — 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