It's like a jumble of huts in a jungle somewhere. I don't understand how you can live there. It's really, completely dead. Walk along the street, there's nothing moving. I've lived in small Spanish fishing villages which were literally sunny all day long everyday of the week, but they weren't as boring as Los Angeles.
Truman CapoteI would have liked to have known Oscar Wilde because I think he must have been very amusing and entertaining.
Truman CapoteI love New York, even though it isn't mine, the way something has to be, a tree or a street or a house, something, anyway, that belongs to me because I belong to it.
Truman CapoteBefore birth; yes, what time was it then? A time like now, and when they were dead, it would be still like now: these trees, that sky, this earth, those acorn seeds, sun and wind, all the same, while they, with dust-turned hearts, change only.
Truman CapoteNever love a wild thing, Mr. Bell,โ Holly advised him. โThat was Docโs mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you canโt give your heart to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until theyโre strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. Thatโs how youโll end up Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. Youโll end up looking at the sky.
Truman Capote