The wind is us-- it gathers and remembers all our voices, then sends them talking and telling through the leaves and the fields. Truman Capote More Quotes by Truman Capote More Quotes From Truman Capote I've been working, working, working, and you know, sometimes you look back at your work and you see that it just isn't any good. Truman Capote knows sometimes looks How do I look so young? Quite simple: a complete vegetable diet, 12 hours sleep a night, and lots and lots of make-up. Truman Capote simple sleep night Before birth; yes, what time was it then? A time like now, and when they were dead, it would be still like now: these trees, that sky, this earth, those acorn seeds, sun and wind, all the same, while they, with dust-turned hearts, change only. Truman Capote dust heart inspirational Sometimes when I think how good my book can be, I can hardly breathe. Truman Capote reading book thinking But mostly they were lies I told; it wasn't my fault, I couldn't remember, because it was as though I'd been to one of those supernatural castles visited by characters in legends: once away, you do not remember, all that is left is the ghostly echo of haunting wonder. Truman Capote echoes character lying Shoot, boy, the country's just fulla folks what knows everything, and don't understand nothing, just fullofem. Truman Capote folks boys country Good writing is rewriting. Truman Capote rewriting good-writing writing I'll never get used to anything. Anybody that does they might as well be dead. Truman Capote doe might breakfast The good thing about masturbation is that you don't have to get dressed up for it. Truman Capote good-things witty sex Have you never heard what the wise men say: all of the future exists in the past. Truman Capote wise inspirational past Oh, I adore to cook. It makes me feel so mindless in a worthwhile way. Truman Capote culinary cooking way The problem with living outside the law is that you no longer have its protection. Truman Capote protection problem law It's a scientific fact that if you stay in California you lose one point of your IQ every year. Truman Capote california funny years She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox. In this case, as opposed to the scrupulous method of good taste and scientific grooming, the trick had been worked by exaggerating defects; she'd made them ornamental by admitting them boldly. Truman Capote admitting triumph real Here is a hall without exit, a tunnel without end. Truman Capote exit tunnels ends All writing, all art, is an act of faith. If one tries to contribute to human understanding, how can that be called decadent? It's like saying a declaration of love is an act of decadence. Any work of art, provide it springs from a sincere motivation to further understanding between people, is an act of faith and therefore is an act of love. Truman Capote motivation spring art Of many magics, one is watching a beloved sleep: free of eyes and awareness, you for a sweet moment hold the heart of him; helpless, he is then all, and however irrationally, you have trusted him to be, man-pure, child-tender. Truman Capote heart sweet children I got this idea of doing a really serious big work-it would be precisely like a novel, with a single difference: Every word of it would be true from beginning to end. Truman Capote fake-people writing reality When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended for self-flagellation solely. Truman Capote deck-of-cards self hands A work of art is one of mystery, the one extreme magic; everything else is either arithmetic or biology. Truman Capote magic design art
