“There was a period of time—not so brief—where everything was magical for Truman Capote. Things worked—his books, his charm—and we all wondered, not without some envy, what his next alchemical move might be. And then it ended, or so it seemed. I think he had a ravenous hunger for attention and acclimation that could never be met, and so he grew angry, and then he grew outrageous, ever hungry for that attention. But I cannot deny his friendship and his aid, while it lasted. People not only die on us, you know: They drift off, fade away.” —Tennessee Williams on Truman Capote/Photograph by Henri Cartier-Bresson
Wirklich nette Leute müssen nur selten beharrlich ihre positiven Eigenschaften zeigen – sie strahlen ihre Wärme mehr aus, als sie darüber sprechen und sie wissen, dass die Taten Bände mehr als bloße Worte sprechen. Sie wissen, dass Vertrauen und Respekt keine Einbahnstraße ist, sondern dass sie Gegenseitigkeit erfordern, nicht Wiederholung.
I want a garden, a small house, grass, animals, books, pictures, music. And out of this, the expression of this, I want to be writing […] But warm, eager, living life—to be rooted in life—to learn, to desire to know, to feel, to think, to act. That is what I want. And nothing less.
Katherine Mansfield, in a diary entry, featured in Letters and Journals of Katherine Mansfield