Don DeLillo słynne cytaty
Źródło: Spadając, 2007
Don DeLillo: Cytaty po angielsku
“I don’t want your candor. I want your soul in a silver thimble.”
Don DeLillo Valparaiso
Źródło: Valparaiso
“These are the days after. Everything now is measured by after.”
Don DeLillo Spadając
Źródło: Falling Man
“When birds look into houses, what impossible worlds they see.”
Don DeLillo książka The Body Artist
Źródło: The Body Artist
“Why is it so hard to be serious, so easy to be too serious?”
Don DeLillo Point Omega
Źródło: Point Omega
“Let's enjoy the aimless days while we still can.”
Źródło: Don DeLillo's White Noise
“The more things I threw away, the more I found.”
Źródło: Don DeLillo's White Noise
“Mirrors and images. Or sex and love. These are two separate systems that we miserably try to link.”
Don DeLillo książka Cosmopolis
Źródło: Cosmopolis
“When he died he would not end. The world would end.”
Don DeLillo książka Cosmopolis
Źródło: Cosmopolis
Don DeLillo książka Cosmopolis
Źródło: Cosmopolis
“Maybe when we die, the first thing we’ll say is, 'I know this feeling. I was here before.”
Don DeLillo książka Biały szum
Źródło: White Noise
“Some people are larger than life. Hitler is larger than death.”
Don DeLillo książka Biały szum
Źródło: White Noise
“The instant he knew he loved her, she slipped down his body and out of his arms.”
Don DeLillo książka Cosmopolis
Źródło: Cosmopolis
Don DeLillo książka Cosmopolis
Źródło: Cosmopolis
“That which we fear to touch is often the very fabric of our salvation.”
Don DeLillo książka Libra
Wariant: What we are reluctant to touch often seems the very fabric of our salvation.
Źródło: Libra
Don DeLillo książka Biały szum
Źródło: White Noise (1984)
“I feel sad for people and the queer part we play in our own distasters.”
Don DeLillo książka Biały szum
Źródło: White Noise
“How many beginnings before you see the lies in your excitement?”
Don DeLillo Point Omega
Źródło: Point Omega
Don DeLillo Mao II
Part 1, Ch. 3
Źródło: Mao II (1991)
Kontekst: There's a curious knot that binds novelists and terrorists... Years ago I used to think it was possible for a novelist to alter the inner life of the culture. Now bomb-makers and gunmen have taken that territory. They make raids on human consciousness. What writers used to do before we were all incorporated.
