I couldn't understand a sense of unease that multiplied until I could hear my heart beating.

What I do requires fantastic concentration... but you can't be totally alone, or you lose all contact with reality, so even when I'm engrossed and secluded, Jack Dunphy can be there. He's my oldest and best friend, and best critic too.

She was a triumph over ugliness, so often more beguiling than real beauty, if only because it contains paradox.

I think the only person a writer has an obligation to is himself. If what I write doesn't fulfill something in me, if I don't honestly feel it's the best I can do, then I'm miserable.

Anyone who ever gave you confidence, you owe them a lot". ~Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany's, 1958, spoken by the character Holly Golightly

I'm sure Proust was a big bore.

A beautiful day with the buoyancy of a bird.