“The best of new places had to be protected from our own cries of delight. We would hold the words for weeks or months, for the soft evening when a stray remark would set us to recollecting. I guess we believed, together, that the wrong voice can obliterate a landscape.”

— From ‘Creation’ in The Angel Esmeralda by Don Delillo.

10:50 am  •  22 November 2011  •  8 notes