Norman Mailer thinks William Burroughs is a genius, which I think is ludicrous beyond words. I don't think William Burroughs has an ounce of talent. Truman Capote More Quotes by Truman Capote More Quotes From Truman Capote They can romanticize us so, mirrors, and that is their secret: what a subtle torture it would be to destroy all the mirrors in the world: where then could we look for reassurerance of our identities? I tell you, my dear, 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 inseparatable love...poor Narcissus, possibly the only human who was ever honest on this point. Truman Capote mirrors reflection beautiful I prefer to underwrite. Simple, clear as a country creek. Truman Capote creeks simple country Finishing a book is just like you took a child out in the back yard and shot it. Truman Capote writing book children That isn't writing at all, it's typing. Truman Capote typing writing I am a completely horizontal author. I can't think unless I'm lying down, either in bed or stretched on a couch. Truman Capote writing lying thinking But we are alone, darling child, terribly, isolated each from the other; so fierce is the world's ridicule we cannot speak or show our tenderness; for us, death is stronger than life, it pulls like a wind through the dark, all our cries burlesqued in joyless laughter; and with the garbage of loneliness stuffed down us until our guts burst bleeding green, we go screaming round the world, dying in our rented rooms, nightmare hotels, eternal homes of the transient heart. Truman Capote laughter loneliness children But it's Sunday, Mr. Bell. Clocks are slow on Sundays. Truman Capote bells clock sunday Most of life is so dull it is not worth discussing, and it is dull at all ages. When we change our brand of cigarette, move to a new neighborhood, subscribe to a different newspaper, fall in and out of love, we are protesting in ways both frivolous and deep against the not to be diluted dullness of day-to-day living. Truman Capote love fall moving Friendship is a pretty full-time occupation if you really are friendly with somebody. You can't have too many friends because then you're just not really friends. Truman Capote funny-friend best-friend friendship And in this moment, like a swift intake of breath, the rain came. Truman Capote breaths moments rain Some cities, like wrapped boxes under Christmas trees, conceal unexpected gifts, secret delights. Some cities will always remain wrapped boxes, containers of riddles never to be solved, nor even to be seen by vacationing visitors, or, for that matter, the most inquisitive, persistent travelers. Truman Capote unexpected-gifts cities tree I’ve tried that. I’ve tried aspirin, too. Rusty thinks I should smoke marijuana, and I did for a while, but it only makes me giggle. What I’ve found does the most good is just to get into a taxi and go to Tiffany’s. It calms me down right away, the quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there, not with those kind men in their nice suits, and that lovely smell of silver and alligator wallets. If I could find a real-life place that made me feel like Tiffany’s, then I’d buy some furniture and give the cat a name. Truman Capote cat nice real It’s better to look at the sky than live there Truman Capote sky motivational inspirational Everybody has to feel superior to somebody," she said. "But it's customary to present a little proof before you take the privilege. Truman Capote proof privilege littles That's not writing, that's typing Truman Capote entertainment writing art Still, when all is said, somewhere one must belong: even the soaring falcon returns to its master's wrist. Truman Capote return masters said And since gin to artifice bears the same relation as tears to mascara, her attractions at once dissembled. Truman Capote mascara tears bears Love is a chain of love as nature is a chain of life. Truman Capote love friendship life Imagination, of course, can open any door - turn the key and let terror walk right in. Truman Capote keys doors inspirational Just remember: If one bird carried every grain of sand, grain by grain, across the ocean, by the time he got them all on the other side, that would only be the beginning of eternity. Truman Capote ocean sides bird
