The only obligation any artist can have is to himself. His work means nothing, otherwise. It has no meaning.
Truman CapoteMy father was quite an attractive guy. He was very intelligent and very amusing. I didn't like him. He was always very nice to me but I just didn't like him.
Truman CapoteReading dreams. That's what started her walking down the road. Every day she'd walk a little further: a mile, and come home. Two miles, and come home. One day she just kept on.
Truman Capote