Did you ever, in that wonderland wilderness of adolesence [sic] ever, quite unexpectedly, see something, a dusk sky, a wild bird, a… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
All human life has its seasons and cycles, and no one's personal chaos can be permanent. Winter, after all, gives way to… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“Her bedroom window overlooked the garden, and now and then, usually when she was "having a bad spell," Mr. Helm had seen… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
You don't understand. You've never hated anybody. No, I never have. We're allotted just so much time on earth, and I wouldn't… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep,… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Since each story presents its own technical problems, obviously one can't generalize about them on a two-times-two-equals-four basis. Finding the right form… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Before birth; yes, what time was it then? A time like now, and when they were dead, it would be still like… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“Any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person’s nature; only hypocrites would hold a man responsible for what he… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“We are speaking of love. A leaf, a handful of seed - begin with these, learn a little what it is to… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“What happens to us on earth is lost in the endless shine of eternity.” — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“The stars were his pleasure, but tonight they did not comfort him; they did not make him remember that what happens to… — 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
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