I didn't know ten people who had radios.

Truman Capote

Truman Capote

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: American

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Randolph," he said, "were you ever as young as me?" And Randolph said: "I was never so old.

All his prayers of the past had been simple concrete requests: God, give me a bicycle, a knife with seven blades, a box of oil-paints. Only how, how, could you say something so indefinite, so meaningless as this: God, let me be loved.

You are a man of extreme passion, a hungry man not quite sure where his appetite lies, a deeply frustrated man striving to project his individuality against a backdrop of rigid conformity. You exist in a half-world suspended between two superstructures, one self-expression and the other self-destruction.

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 quiteness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there.

For all her chic thinness, she had an almost breakfast-cereal air of health, a soap-and-lemon cleanness, a rough pink darkening of the cheeks.

A disquieting loneliness came into my life, but it induced no hunger for friends of longer acquaintance: they seemed now like a salt-free, sugarless diet.

But that's impossible. Can you imagine Mr. Clutter missing church? Just to sleep?

Once a thing is set to happen, all you can do is hope it won't. Or will-depending. 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.

I should say a student does well to remain one as long as he can. It seems to me very doubtful that formal education could ever harm a potential artist—of course, it won't make him one either.

I will say only that all a writer has to work with is the material he has gathered as the result of his own endeavor and observations, and he cannot be denied the right to use it. Condemn, but not deny.

And yes, to answer you seriously, I am beginning to be... well, not bored, but tempted; afraid, but tempted. When you've been in pain for a long time, when you wake up every morning with a rising sense of hysteria, then boredom is what you want, marathon sleeps, a silence in yourself.

When you're grown up, will we still be friends?

I despise people who can't control themselves.

In California everyone goes to a therapist, is a therapist, or is a therapist going to a therapist.