Truman Capote Quotes about Love

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He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone.

He loved her, he loved her, and until he'd loved her she had never minded being alone.

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Love

Truman Capote (2012). “Summer Crossing: A Novel”, p.98, Modern Library

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.

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Love, Beautiful, Dream

Truman Capote (2007). “Other Voices, Other Rooms”, p.124, Vintage

Love is a chain of love as nature is a chain of life.

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Love, Life, Friendship

Truman Capote (1954). “The Grass Harp”, p.43, Dramatists Play Service Inc

The true beloveds of this world are in their lover's eyes lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, a child's Sunday, lost voices, one's favorite suit, autumn and all seasons, memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.

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Love, Dream, Children

Truman Capote (2007). “Other Voices, Other Rooms”, p.120, Vintage

Most of life is so dull it is not worth discussing, and it is dull at all ages. When we change our brand of cigarette, move to a new neighborhood, subscribe to a different newspaper, fall in and out of love, we are protesting in ways both frivolous and deep against the not to be diluted dullness of day-to-day living.

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Love, Moving, Fall

Truman Capote (2012). “Summer Crossing: A Novel”, p.113, Modern Library