White Noise

by Don DeLillo

If she were a petite woman, the hair would be too cute, too mischievous and contrived. Size gives her tousled aspect a certain seriousness. Ample women do not plan such things. They lack the guile for conspiracies of the body.

We were a parade of fools, open not only to the effects of chemical fallout but to the scornful judgment of other people.