Truman Capote citáty
Truman Capote
Datum narození: 30. září 1924
Datum úmrtí: 25. srpen 1984
Truman Capote byl americký spisovatel, herec a novinář. Po rozvodu rodičů o něj od jeho čtyř let pečovali příbuzní, což také velmi ovlivnilo jeho tvorbu. Již během školní docházky vytvořil první literární dílka, v deseti letech se zúčastnil literární soutěže. Přesto jeho cesta k tomu, aby byl profesionálním spisovatelem, vedla přes práci tanečníka, pomocné síly v redakci časopisu, herce, atd.
Truman Capote byl homosexuál, mezi jeho milence patřil i Andy Warhol.
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americký autorCitáty Truman Capote
„Více slz bývá prolito nad vyslyšenými modlitbami, než nad nevyslyšenými.“
— Truman Capote
Epigraf (nedokončený)
„Nestarám se, co o mně kdo řekne. Pokud to ovšem není pravda.“
— Truman Capote
(en) I don't care what anybody says about me as long as it isn't true.
Source: Tison Pugh, Truman Capote: A Literary Life at the Movies, University of Georgia Press, 2014, s. 41
„Never trust a nigger: their minds and hair are full of kinks in equal measure.“
— Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms
Other Voices, Other Rooms (1948), Miss Amy
„She had said she was afraid of Perry, and she was, but was it simply Perry she feared, or was it a configuration of which he was part […]? The eldest, the brother she loved, had shot himself; Fern had fallen out of a window, or jumped; and Perry was committed to violence, a criminal.“
— Truman Capote, In Cold Blood
In Cold Blood (1965), Part 3
„I ought at least to have made corporal. But I never did. Know why? Because the sergeant we had was tough. Because I wouldn't roll over. Jesus, I hate that stuff. I can't stand it. Though—I don't know. Some queers I really liked. As long as they didn't try anything. The most worthwhile friend I ever had, really sensitive and intelligent, he turned out to be queer.“
— Truman Capote, In Cold Blood
In Cold Blood (1965), Perry Smith, part 2
„The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love, having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface: and why not? any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person's nature; only hypocrites would hold a man responsible for what he loves, emotional illiterates and those of righteous envy, who, in their agitated concern, mistake so frequently the arrow pointing to heaven for the one that leads to hell.“
— Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms
Other Voices, Other Rooms (1948)
„But my dear, so few things are fulfilled: what are most lives but a series of incomplete episodes“
— Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms
Other Voices, Other Rooms (1948), Randolf
„[You've said your material chooses you. ] That's the difference between the serious artist and the craftsman—-the craftsman can take material and because of his abilities do a professional job of it. The serious artist, like Proust, is like an object caught by a wave and swept to shore. He's obsessed by his material; it's like a venom working in his blood and the art is the antidote.“
— Truman Capote
From a 1968 interview
„Imagination, of course, can open any door - turn the key and let terror walk right in.“
— Truman Capote, In Cold Blood
In Cold Blood (1965)
„In the disposition of capital cases in the United States, the median elapsed time between sentence and execution is approximately seventeen months. […] However, even an attorney of moderate talent can postpone doomsday year after year, for the system of appeals that pervades American jurisprudence amounts to a legalistic wheel of fortune […].“
— Truman Capote, In Cold Blood
In Cold Blood (1965), Part 4
„She beckoned to him, shining and silver, and he knew he must go: unafraid, not hesitating, he paused only at the garden's edge, as though he'd forgotten something, he stopped and looked back at the bloomless, descending blue, at the boy he had left behind.“
— Truman Capote, Other Voices, Other Rooms
Other Voices, Other Rooms (1948)
