“ How memory conspires with objects of human craft, pressing time flat, inciting a tender reminiscence. Don DeLillo
“ He tried to read his way into sleep but only grew more wakeful. He read science and poetry. He liked spare poems sited minutely in white space, ranks of alphabetic strokes burnt into paper. Poems made… Don DeLillo
“ He tried sedatives and hypnotics but they made him dependent, sending him inward in tight spirals. Every act he performed was self-haunted and synthetic. The palest thought carried an anxious shadow. Don DeLillo
“ He thinks he's happy but it's just a nerve cell in his brain that's getting too much stimulation or too little stimulation. Don DeLillo
“ El sexo nos descubre. El sexo nos revela como somos. Por eso es tan estremecedor. Nos despoja de toda apariencia. Veo a una mujer prácticamente desnuda y agotada, necesitada, acariciando una botella d… Don DeLillo
“ Crowds, Scott said. People trudging along wide streets, pushing carts or riding bikes, crowd after crowd in the long lens of the camera so they seem even closer together than they really are, totally… Don DeLillo
“ But it can't be true that he drifts from one reality to another, independent of the logic of time. This is not possible. You are made out of time. This is the force that tells you who you are. Close y… Don DeLillo
“ Before pop art, there was such a thing as bad taste. Now there's kitsch, schlock, camp, and porn. Don DeLillo
“ When someone asks whether they have bourbon, the bartender says smugly, ‘Yes, of course, James Beam, very good.’ James Beam. That is Don DeLillo
“ When birds look into houses, what impossible worlds they see. Think. What a shedding of every knowable surface and process. She wanted to believe the bird was seeing her, a woman with a teacup in her… Don DeLillo
“ When a writer doesn’t show his face, he becomes a local symptom of God’s famous reluctance to appear. Don DeLillo
“ We have our self-importance. We also have our inadequacy. The former is a desperate invention of the latter. Don DeLillo
“ Was she naked? Lasher said. To the waist, Cotsakis said. From which direction? Lasher said. Don DeLillo
“ This must be how people escape the pull of the earth, the gravitational leaf-flutter that brings us hourly closer to dying. Don DeLillo
“ This is the custom among men who have failed to be heroes; their sons must prove that the seed was not impoverished Don DeLillo
