When birds look into houses, what impossible worlds they see. Don DeLillo More Quotes by Don DeLillo More Quotes From Don DeLillo Freud is finished, Einstein's next. Don DeLillo finishednext Fear is self-awareness raised to a higher level. Don DeLillo levelsselffear Look at those numbers running. Money makes time. It used to be the other way around. Clock time accelerated the rise of capitalism. People stopped thinking about eternity. They began to concentrate on hours, measurable hours,man-hours, using labor more efficiently. Don DeLillo runningmenthinking The force of a death should be enormous but how can you know what kind of man you've killed or who was the braver and stronger if you have to peer through layers of glass that deliver the image but obscure the meaning of the act? War has a conscience or it's ordinary murder. Don DeLillo glassesmenwar What did it mean, the first time, a thinking creature looked deeply into another's eyes? Did it take a hundred thousand years before this happened or it was the first thing they did, transcendingly, the thing that made them higher, made them modern, the gaze that demonstrates we are lonely in our souls? Don DeLillo lonelyeyemean Air travel reminds us who we are. It's the means by which we recognize ourselves as modern. The process removes us from the world and sets us apart from each other. We wander in the ambient noise, checking one more time for the flight coupon, the boarding pass, the visa. The process convinces us that at any moment we may have to submit to the force that is implied in all this, the unknown authority behind it, behind the categories, the languages we don't understand. This vast terminal has been erected to examine souls. Don DeLillo convince-usairmean 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. Don DeLillo silencelightbeautiful Every advance in knowledge and technique is matched by a new kind of death, a new strain. Death adapts, like a viral agent. Don DeLillo agentstechniquekind Isn't death the boundary we need? Don DeLillo boundariesdeathneeds The dead have a presence. Don DeLillo death The writer is the person who stands outside society, independent of affiliation and independent of influence. Don DeLillo independentinfluenceliterature It occurred to me that eating is the only form of professionalism most people ever attain. Don DeLillo professionalismeatingpeople In a repressive society, a writer can be deeply influential, but in a society that's filled with glut and repetition and endless consumption, the act of terror may be the only meaningful act. Don DeLillo literaturemaymeaningful That's the world out there, little green apples and infectious disease. Don DeLillo applesdiseaseworld I felt Joyce was an influence on my fiction, but in a very general way, as a kind of inspiration and a model for the beauty of language. Don DeLillo inspirationwayfiction There came a time in every prolonged effort when he had a moment of near panic, or 'terror in a lonely place', the original semantic content of the word. The lonely place was his own mind. Don DeLillo anxietyeffortlonely I think more than writers, the major influences on me have been European movies, jazz, and Abstract Expressionism. Don DeLillo jazzinfluencethinking In this century the writer has carried on a conversation with madness. We might almost say of the twentieth-century writer that he aspires to madness. Some have made it, of course, and they hold special places in our regard. To a writer, madness is a final distillation of self, a final editing down. It's the drowning out of false voices. Don DeLillo voiceselfediting There are times when you want to stop working at faith and just be washed in a blowing wind that tells you everything. Don DeLillo faithwantwind I think that the massive, overarching, interconnected systems of technology tend to make us a little insecure, somewhat pliable, and susceptible to half-beliefs. Don DeLillo insecuretechnologythinking
