Oh, I adore to cook. It makes me feel so mindless in a worthwhile way. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
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
I was eleven, then I was sixteen. Though no honors came my way, those were the lovely years. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
I love New York, even though it isn't mine, the way something has to be, a tree or a street or 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
I also write the last paragraph or page of a story first. That way I always know what I'm working towards. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
The way his plump hand clutched at her hip seemed somehow improper; not morally, aesthetically. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
It is very seldom that a person loves anyone they cannot in some way envy. — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
Ever since I was a child, folks have thought they had me pegged, because of the way I am, the way I… — 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
Technically I feel total fluidity in writing. I feel there's nothing technically that I can't do the way a certain sort of… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
No one will ever know what 'In Cold Blood' took out of me. It scraped me right down to the marrow of… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
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
“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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