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To a writer, madness is a final distillation of self, a final editing down. It's the drowning out of false voices.

Don DeLillo

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Don DeLillo
Age: 87
Born: 1936
Born: November 20
Essayist
Journalist
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New York City
New York
Don Delillo
Donald Richard DeLillo
Madness
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Drowning
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