Don DeLillo Quotes

Everyone loves a conspiracy.

The Illuminati are listening always, and don't want us to talk about it.

Once a secret society establishes itself within an open society, there is no end to the hideous mistrust it must cause.

One simple word: ugh. Is something still considered a conspiracy if it's played out right under our noses?

Dean had just come from seeing his lawyer. That was the first time that I found out that he had consulted a lawyer. He wanted to tell me what he thought was going on, but he was writing it down as if my house was bugged. He acted like everything was bugged.

Oh it's clearly a cover up. I mean, I have no reluctance in saying that.

I realized that we were all sort of conspiring, well, not conspiring against each other, but all this cloak and dagger stuff and I was like; what is this?

That's the thing about conspiracy theories: in a comforting sort of way, they give rise to the feeling that someone, somewhere, knows what's going on.

I immediately suspected there was much more to it than was being said.

You're up to something," I said. He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. "Moi?" "Yeah, you.

I believe conspiracy theories are part of a larger conspiracy to distract us from the real conspiracy. String theory.

Just because we don't understand why they'd cover up something doesn't mean they aren't," Bobby said, and we both turned to look at him. "Now you just sound paranoid," I said. "Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not after you," Bobby said with an expression so serious that I couldn't help but laugh.

Secrecy is a vacuum and nothing fills a vacuum like paranoid speculation.

I think I'm probably an assassin and not a Templar, but no doubt we're probably run by people with Templar mentalities.

A plot begins when somebody has something to hide.

That there is a secret itself is a secret.

All through my life I've had this strange unaccountable feeling that something was going on in the world, something big, even sinister, and no one would tell me what it was." "No," said the old man, "that's just perfectly normal paranoia. Everyone in the Universe has that.

Somebody is always hiding something.

Your file was empty. Nothing. Not even an immunization record.” He didn’t even pretend to look surprised. He eased back in his seat, eyes gleaming obsidian. “And you’re telling me this because you’re afraid I might cause an outbreak? Measles or mumps?” “I’m telling you this because I want you to know that I know something about you isn’t right. You haven’t fooled everybody. I’m going to find out what you’re up to. I’m going to expose you.” “Looking forward to it.” I flushed, catching the innuendo too late.

There's always another secret.' -Kelsier

I don’t need friends. All they do is eat your food, drink your beer, then spew your secrets the first time you do something that displeases them. No offense, but when you have as many enemies as I do, you keep your secrets under lock and key. (Solin)

There is hinkiness afoot with regard to my, ah, disposition.

The funny part is I feel like somebody is stalking me, like, at my local course and sizing up my game.

What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret, so, naturally the whole school knows.