Truman Capote Quotes

But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

Now listen to me, Buddy: there is only one unpardonable sin - deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven. That, never.

Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.

It should take you about four seconds to walk from here to the door. I'll give you two.

Still, when all is said, somewhere one must belong: even the soaring falcon returns to its master's wrist.

And since gin to artifice bears the same relation as tears to mascara, her attractions at once dissembled.

Shoot, boy, the country's just fulla folks what knows everything, and don't understand nothing, just fullofem.

As long as you live, there's always something waiting; and even if it's bad, and you know it's bad, what can you do? You can't stop living.

Nothing is more usual than to feel that others have shared in our failures, just as it is an ordinary reaction to forget those who have shared in our achievements.

That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.

But he does look stupid.'

Yearning. Not stupid. He wants awfully to be on the inside staring out: anybody with their nose pressed against a glass is liable to look stupid.

Well, I'm about as tall as a shotgun, and just as noisy.

Be anything but a coward, a pretender, an emotional crook, a whore: I'd rather have cancer than a dishonest heart.

The average personality re-shapes frequently, every few years even our bodies undergo a complete overhaul-desirable or not, it is a natural thing that we should change.

I thought that Mr. Clutter was a very nice gentleman. I thought so right up to the moment that I cut his throat.