Players Quotes

“A sunset is the story of the world's day.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“Embodied in objects was a partial sense of sharing. They didn't lift their eyes from their respective sets. But noises bound them, a cyclist kick-starting, the plane that came winding down the five miles from its transatlantic apex, rippling the pictures on their screens. Objects were memory inert. Desk, the bed, et cetera. Objects would survive the one who died first and remind the other of how easily halved a life can become. Death, perhaps, was not the point so much as separation. Chairs, tables, dressers, envelopes. Everything was a common experience, binding them despite their indirections, the slanted apparatus of their agreeing. That they did agree was not in doubt. Faithlessness and desire. It wasn't necessary to tell them apart. His body, hers. Sex, love, monotony, contempt. The spell that had to be entered was out there among the unmemorized faces and uniform cubes of being. This, their sweet and mercenary space, was self-enchantment, the near common dream they'd countenanced for years. Only absences were fully shared.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“it referred to intense mental suffering, deep remorse, extreme anguish, acute sorrow and the like.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“Fear is intense self-awareness.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“Money was spiritual indemnity against some unspecifiable future loss. It existed in purest form in his mind, my money, a reinforcing source of meditation.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“Only absences were fully shared.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“It is time to “perform,” he thought. She would have to be “satisfied.” He would have to “service” her. They would make efforts to “interact.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“Their true lives lie below, even now beginning to reassemble themselves, calling this very flesh out of the air, in mail waiting to be opened, in telephones ringing and paper work on office desks, in the chance utterance of a name.”
― Don DeLillo, Players

“We’re steeped in gruesomely humorous ambiguity, a spectacle of ridiculous people doing awful things to total fools.”
― Don DeLillo, Players