The Thanksgiving Visitor Quotes

“there is only one unpardonable sin--deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven.”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“Now listen to me, Buddy: there is only one unpardonable sin - deliberate cruelty. All else can be forgiven. That, never.”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“You don't understand. You've never hated anybody.

No, I never have. We're allotted just so much time on earth, and I wouldn't want the Lord to see me wasting mine in any such manner.”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“It is well known that women outlive men; could it merely be superior vanity that keeps them going?”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“Annabel played and sang it; she was the oldest of the sisters and the loveliest, though it was a chore to pick among them, for they were like quadruplets of unequal height. One thought of apples, compact and flavorful, sweet but cider-tart; their hair, loosely plaited, had the blue luster of a well-groomed ebony racehorse, and certain features, eyebrows, noses, lips when smiling, tilted in an original style that added humor to their charms. The nicest thing was that they were a bit plump: "pleasingly plump" describes it precisely.”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“And unless one can observe the guilt and regret of the mourners, surely there is nothing satisfactory about being dead?”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“Chrysanthemums,” my friend commented as we moved through our garden stalking flower-show blossoms with decapitating shears, “are like lions. Kingly characters. I always expect them to spring. To turn on me with a growl and a roar.”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor

“[] le pregunté abiertamente qué había hecho yo para desagradarle [] dijo: «Eres un marica. Yo sólo te estoy reformando» Tenía razón. Yo era una especie de marica, y en el instante en que lo dijo comprendí que no había nada que yo pudiera hacer para que cambiara de opinión, si no era convencerme a mí mismo y aceptar y defender el hecho.”
― Truman Capote, The Thanksgiving Visitor