He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone.
Truman CapoteWe all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.
Truman CapoteHe loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone.
Truman CapoteWe all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.
Truman Capote