Any man that tried
to walk over me
would get his feet
cut to pieces.
— Truman Capote, short story "The Bargain"
(appeared in New York Times Book Review, 9-12-04)
Showing posts with label Truman Capote. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Truman Capote. Show all posts
December 17, 2011
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Cool-looking authors No. 5
October 22, 2009
History
September 1, 2009
October 13, 2008
Little
"Gosh, I didn't know
he was such a shrimp."
"Yeah, he's little.
But so is a tarantula."
--Truman Capote, "In Cold Blood"
he was such a shrimp."
"Yeah, he's little.
But so is a tarantula."
--Truman Capote, "In Cold Blood"
October 1, 2008
Changeling
... his own face enthralled him.
Each angle of it induced
a different impression.
It was a changeling's face,
and mirror-guided experiments
had taught him how to ring the changes,
how to look now ominous,
now impish,
now soulful;
a tilt of the head,
a twist of the lips,
and the corrupt gypsy
became the gentle romantic.
-- Truman Capote, "In Cold Blood"
Each angle of it induced
a different impression.
It was a changeling's face,
and mirror-guided experiments
had taught him how to ring the changes,
how to look now ominous,
now impish,
now soulful;
a tilt of the head,
a twist of the lips,
and the corrupt gypsy
became the gentle romantic.
-- Truman Capote, "In Cold Blood"
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