Most of life is so dull it is not worth discussing, and it is dull at all ages. When we change our… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“Once a thing is set to happen, all you can do is hope it won't. Or will-depending. As long as you live,… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
But we are alone, darling child, terribly, isolated each from the other; so fierce is the world's ridicule we cannot speak or… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“[F]or us, death is stronger than life, it pulls like a wind through the dark, all our cries burlesqued in joyless laugther;… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
My major regret in life is that my childhood was unnecessarily lonely. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
It's bad enough in life to do without something YOU want; but confound it, what gets my goat is not being able… — 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
