Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring…. I thought of the future, and spoke of the past. – Truman Capote
A conversation is a dialogue, not a monologue. Thats why there are so few good conversations: due to scarcity, two intelligent talkers seldom meet. – Truman Capote
Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go. – Truman Capote
To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what its about, but the inner music that words make. – Truman Capote
Around and around the house the leaves fall thick—but never fast, for they come circling down with a dead lightness that is sombre and slow. Let the gardener sweep and sweep the turf as he will, and press the leaves into full barrows, and wheel them off, still they lie ankle-deep. – Charles Dickens, Bleak House