Don DeLillo
Don DeLillo
Donald Richard "Don" DeLillois an American novelist, playwright and essayist. His works have covered subjects as diverse as television, nuclear war, sports, the complexities of language, performance art, the Cold War, mathematics, the advent of the digital age, politics, economics, and global terrorism. Initially a well-regarded cult writer, the publication in 1985 of White Noise brought him widespread recognition. It was followed in 1988 by Libra, a bestseller. DeLillo has twice been a Pulitzer Prize for Fiction finalist), won the...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth20 November 1936
CityBronx, NY
People think about who they are in the stillest hour of the night.
Nostalgia is a product of dissatisfaction and rage. It´s a settling of grievances between the present and the past.
I hate my life. I'm at the point where I want to hear about other people's lives. it's like switching from fiction to biography.
We surrounded ourselves with smoke and loud noise. That's the way we chose to live. I'm prepared to defend it.
In a crisis the true facts are whatever other people say they are.
A dead afternoon in a dark bar was not the worst of fates.
A dead afternoon in a dark bar was not the worst of fates.
For me, wellbehaved books with neat plots and worked-out endings seem somewhat quaint in the face of the largely incoherent reality of modern life; and then again fiction, at least as I write it and think of it, is a kind of religious meditation in which language is the final enlightenment, and it is language, in its beauty, its ambiguity and its shifting textures, that drives my work.
Something is always happening, even on the quietest days and deep into the night, if you stand a while and look.
Why are homosexuals addicted to soap opera? Because our lives are a vivid situation.
If the world is where we hide from ourselves, what do we do when the world is no longer accessible? We invent a false name, invent a destiny, purchase a firearm through the mail.
Technology is lust removed from nature.
Clouds are no deterrent. Clouds intensify the drama, trap and shape the light.
Your brain has a trillion neurons and every neuron has ten thousand little dendrites. The system of inter-communication is awe-inspiring.