I think my work is influenced by the fact that we're living in dangerous times. If I could put it in a… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The force of a death should be enormous but how can you know what kind of man you've killed or who was… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
I do think that in the near future, if it hasn't happened already, people will be able to use technology to design… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
That's how you write novels actually. You suddenly hit upon something and you realize this is the path you were meant to… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“If the world is where we hide from ourselves, what do we do when the world is no longer accessible? We invent… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
... there was an honesty inherent in bulkiness if it is just the right amount. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
A shrewd person would one day start a religion based on coincidence, if he hasn't already, and make a million. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Film is more than the twentieth-century art. It's another part of the twentieth-century mind. It's the world seen from inside. We've come… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
If an idea seems to find its way towards a stage setting, that's the direction I take. I don't know if I'm… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The writer is driven by his conviction that some truths aren't arrived at so easily, that life is still full of mystery,… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
I think if you maintain a force in the world that comes into people's sleep, you are exercising a meaningful power. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The excitement of theatre is palpable but the frustrations, and the complete absence of a definitive evening - the play as text… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
And what's the point of waking up in the morning if you don't try to match the enormousness of the known forces… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Because friends have to be brutally honest with each other. I'd feel terrible if I didn't tell you what I was thinking,… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Something is always happening, even on the quietest days and deep into the night, if you stand a while and look. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
We don't really know how technology will affect narrative. That's the question. See, people used to say that the novel is going… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
If any art form can accommodate contemporary culture, it's the novel. It's so malleable - it can incorporate essays, poetry, film. Maybe… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“We all know how the thing we secretly fear is not a secret at all but the open and eternal thing that predicts its… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
Everything is barely weeks. Everything is days. We have minutes to live. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The novel is the dream release, the suspension of reality that history needs to escape its own brutal confinements. — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“As I listened I thought a featureless baggy man was striking me in slow motion with a well-polished stone.” — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Murray said, 'I don't trust anybody's nostalgia but my own. Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“She is beginning to think it is possible that all creation is a spurt of blank matter that chances to make an emerald planet… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Those who have abandoned belief must still believe in us. They are sure that they are right not to believe but they know belief… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“The plane had lost power in all three engines, dropped from thirty-four thousand feet to twelve thousand feet. Something like four miles. When the… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Grass: I live in a great steel tower that reflects the blazing sun. People catch fire just walking by. The more bodies that pile… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
“Marriage is something we make from available materials. In this sense it’s improvised, it’s almost offhand. Maybe this is why we know so little… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever. The true life takes place when we're alone, thinking,… — Don DeLillo Copy Share Image
