The way his plump hand clutched at her hip seemed somehow improper; not morally, aesthetically.
Truman CapoteNever love a wild thing...If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.
Truman CapoteBut I'm not a saint yet. I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm homosexual. I'm a genius.
Truman CapoteTime. Time. What is time? Swiss manufacture it, French hoard it, Italians squander it, Americans say it is money. Hindus say it does not exist. Know what I say? I say time is a crook.
Truman Capote