The smoke alarm went off in the hallway upstairs, either to let us know the battery had just died or because the house was on fire. Don DeLillo More Quotes by Don DeLillo More Quotes From Don DeLillo As technology advances in complexity and scope, fear becomes more primitive. Don DeLillo primitivescopetechnology No sense of the irony of human experience, that we are the highest form of life on earth, and yet ineffably sad because we know what no other animal knows, that we must die. Don DeLillo ironyearthanimal I've come to think of Europe as a hardcover book, America as the paperback version. Don DeLillo europebookthinking You have to break through the structure of your own stonework habit just to make yourself listen. Don DeLillo break-throughhabitbreak What we are reluctant to touch often seems the very fabric of our salvation. Don DeLillo fabricsalvationseems 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, feeling, lost in memory, dreamingly self-aware, the submicroscopic moments. Don DeLillo memorieslifethinking Pain is just another form of information. Don DeLillo informationformpain A writer takes earnest measures to secure his solitude and then finds endless ways to squander it. Don DeLillo endlesssolitudeway Why shouldn't the death of a person you love bring you into lurid ruin? You don't know how to love the one you love until they disappear abruptly. Then you understand how thinly distanced from their suffering, how sparing of self you often were, only rarely unguarded of heart, working your networks of give-and-take. Don DeLillo selfheartgiving And what's the point of waking up in the morning if you don't try to match the enormousness of the known forces in the world with something powerful in your own life? Don DeLillo powerfulmorningtrying The world isn't going to be destroyed, but you don't feel safe anymore in your plane or train or office or auditorium. Don DeLillo officesafeworld Fear is unnatural. Lightning and thunder are unnatural. Pain, death, reality, these are all unnatural. We can't bear these things as they are. We know too much. So we resort to repression, compromise and disguise. This is how we survive the universe. This is the natural language of the species. Don DeLillo lightningpainreality Sometimes I see something so moving I know I’m not supposed to linger. See it and leave. If you stay too long, you wear out the wordless shock. Love it and trust it and leave. Don DeLillo sometimeslongmoving We seem to believe it is possible to ward off death by following rules of good grooming. Don DeLillo following-rulesgroomingbelieve 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 to a certain point in the history of film. If a thing can be filmed, the film is implied in the thing itself. This is where we are. The twentieth century is on film. You have to ask yourself if there's anything about us more important than the fact that we're constantly on film, constantly watching ourselves. Don DeLillo importantmindart Too much has been forgotten in the name of memory. Don DeLillo too-muchnamesmemories The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever. Don DeLillo true-lifewrittenlife-is Writing is a concentrated form of thinking...a young writer sees that with words he can place himself more clearly into the world. Words on a page, that's all it takes to help him separate himself from the forces around him, streets and people and pressures and feelings. He learns to think about these things, to ride his own sentences into new perceptions. Don DeLillo writingpeoplethinking Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we see in the making all around us. In the end, writers will write not to be outlaw heroes of some underculture but mainly to save themselves, to survive as individuals. Don DeLillo identityherowriting Writing is a concentrated form of thinking. Don DeLillo formwritingthinking
