There is really no practical help that one can offer; it is a matter of self-discovery, of one's own convictions, or working… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
But, my dear, so few things are fulfilled: what are most lives but a series of incompleted episodes? 'We work in the… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Never love a wild thing...If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Most contemporary novelists, especially the American and the French, are too subjective, mesmerized by private demons; theyre enraptured by their navels and… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,’ Holly advised him. ‘That was Doc’s mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I'll wager at the end a body realizes the Lord has already shown Himself. That things as they are -- her hand… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Those final weeks, spanning end of summer and the beginning of another autumn, are blurred in memory, perhaps because our understanding of… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I always write the end of everything first. I always write the last chapters of my books before I write the beginning....Then… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I've got something inside of me, peasantlike and stubborn, and I'm in it till the end of the race. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I've always seen myself as a winner, even as a kid. If I hadn't, I just might have gone down the drain… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“You can beat your brains out for her, and she’ll hand you horseshit on a platter.” — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“The walls of the cell fell away, the sky came down, I saw the big yellow bird.” — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
There is really no practical help that one can offer; it is a matter of self-discovery, of one's own convictions, or working with one's… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“...Narcissus was so egotist...he was merely another of us who, in our unshatterable isolation, recognized, on seeing his reflection, the beautiful comrade, the only… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“Is it - I'm not certain - possible to love someone if your first interest is the use you can make of him? Doesn't… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
One of the most difficult things in writing a novel or anything at all is to choose the point of view from which it's… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I've never worked for a newspaper. I've had some very bad reviews in newspapers. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
But, my dear, so few things are fulfilled: what are most lives but a series of incompleted episodes? 'We work in the dark, we… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“…she, glittery voyager of secure destination, steamed down the harbor with whistles whistling and confetti in the air.” — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
