Don DeLillo

There's always a period of curious fear between the first sweet-smelling breeze and the time when the rain comes cracking down.

People who are powerless make an open theater of violence.

I quit my job just to quit. I didn't quit my job to write fiction. I just didn't want to work anymore.

I just had an idea that went right over my head.

I recognize in thieves, traitors and murderers, in the ruthless and the cunning, a deep beauty - a sunken beauty.

In New York City, everyone is an exile, none more so than the Americans.