Truman Capote Quotes

What luxury would I take to a desert island? A mirror. It's true. I'd miss me.

I mean one of the things about being alone is that you've no people to define yourself off, I mean, people are like all-round mirrors, because let's face it, we don't often see ourselves all round in a mirror anyway, do we.

Love After Love all your life, whom you have ignored for another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, the photographs, the desperate notes, peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life.

Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face – there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes. Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself. The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart.

I'm fascinated with myself and love hearing the sound of my own voice. I'd like to hear what I have to say. A lot of people don't like being alone because they truly don't like themselves, but I love me.

I do not recall spending long hours in front of a mirror loving my reflection.

He who falls in love with himself will have no rivals.

Mirrors are ice which do not melt: what melts are those who admire themselves in them.

I love talking about myself.

A wonderful thing happens over time. You fall in love with the sound of your own voice.

When a man is extremely lonely, he starts discovering himself.

I use to live in a room full of mirrors, all I could see was me.

I am in love with you', I responded. He laughed the most beguiling and gentle laugh. 'Of course you are,' he replied. 'I understand perfectly because I'm in love with myself. The fact that I'm not transfixed in front of the nearest mirror takes a great deal of self-control.' It was my turn to laugh.

We looked into each other's eyes. I saw myself, she saw herself.

The story of Love is the story of Love of Self.

Mirrors are there when we are and yet they never give anything back to us but our own image. Never, never shall we know what they are when they are alone or what is behind them.

Remember it's all just a mirror we made to see ourselves in.

In time you shall see Fate approach you In the shape of your own image in the mirror.

There was Layla in the fullness of her lips, Lulu in the thick waves of her hair, Lu Xin in the intensity of her hazel eyes, Lucia in their twinkle. She was not alone. Maybe she never would be alone again. There, in the mirror, was every incarnation of Lucinda staring back at her and wondering, "What is to become of us? What about our history, and our love?

I think we've all got a mirror man in our life - male, female, it's someone who love themselves before they can love anyone else.

People who live in society have learnt how to see themselves, in mirrors, as they appear to their friends. I have no friends: is that why my flesh is so naked?

The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome.

The mirror is not you. The mirror is you looking at yourself.

Look into the mirror of the world, and you will see only yourself.