583 Quotes by Truman Capote

I don’t want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.

As he returned to his duties with a satisfied waddle, I couldn’t resist reminding her that she hadn’t answered his question. “Do you love him?” “I told you: you can make yourself love anybody.

Aside from all else, there is some truth in that; clocks indeed must have their sacrifice: what is death but an offering to time and eternity?

When Miss Bobbit saw them, two boys whose flower-masked faces were like yellow moons, she rushed down the steps, her arms outstretched.

He had no thought of how it was before he came to the farm. His memory of those times was like a house where no one lives and the furniture has rotten away.

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.

We just sort of of took up by the river one day, we don’t belong to each other : he’s an independent, and so am I. I don’t want to own anything until I know I’ve found the place where me and things belong together. I’m not quite sure where that is just yet. But I know what it’s like.

You don’t run out on people; you run out on yourself.

The crime was a psychological accident, virtually an impersonal act; the victims might as well have been killed by lightning.