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
The novel is the dream release, the suspension of reality that history needs to escape its own brutal confinements.
Plot a murder, you're saying. But every plot is a murder in effect. To plot is to die, whether we know it or not.
There were moments when she wasn't talking so much as fading into time, dropping back into some funnelled stretch of recent past.
That's what in theory differentiates a writer from everyone else. You see and hear more clearly.
I felt myself getting whiter... What does it mean to become white? How does it feel to see Death in the flesh, come to gather you in?
I see contemporary violence as a kind of sardonic response to the promise of consumer fulfilment in America...
War is the ultimate realization of modern technology.
Men with secrets tend to be drawn to each other, not because they want to share what they know but because they need the company of the like-minded, the fellow afflicted.
They passed out of the shade beneath the eaves and flew into sunglare and silence and it was an action she only partly saw, elusive and mutely beautiful, the birds so sunstruck they were consumed by light, disembodied, turned into something sheer and fleet and scatter-bright.
Isn't death the boundary we need?
Terror is now the world narrative, unquestionably. When those two buildings were struck, and when they collapsed, it was, in effect, an extraordinary blow to consciousness, and it changed everything.
The dead have a presence.
People had no tolerance for your particular hardship unless you knew how to entertain them with it.
... there was an honesty inherent in bulkiness if it is just the right amount.