I remember things the way they should have been.
TRUMAN CAPOTEThere is nobody in the world that you can’t get if you really concentrate on it, if you really want them. You’ve got to want it to the exclusion of everything else.
More Truman Capote Quotes
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To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the inner music that words make.
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You can’t give your heart to a wild thing.
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Are the dead as lonesome as the living?
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The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love, having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface.
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Anyone who ever gave you confidence, you owe them a lot.
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It’s a scientific fact that if you stay in California you lose one point of your IQ every year.
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I always write the end of everything first. I always write the last chapters of my books before I write the beginning. Then I go back to the beginning. I mean, it’s always nice to know where you’re going is my theory.
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We all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.
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A work of art is one of mystery, the one extreme magic; everything else is either arithmetic or biology.
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How do I look so young? Quite simple: a complete vegetable diet, 12 hours sleep a night, and lots and lots of make-up.
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Failure is the condiment that gives success its flavor.
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Everybody has to feel superior to somebody,” she said. “But it’s customary to present a little proof before you take the privilege.
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Past certain ages or certain wisdoms it is very difficult to look with wonder; it is best done when one is a child; after that, and if you are lucky, you will find a bridge of childhood and walk across it.
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Really being friends is the most important part, I think, of any relationship.
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There were hints of sunrise on the rim of the sky, yet it was still dark, and the traces of morning color were like goldfish swimming in ink.
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