Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Quote from Breakfast at Tiffany's (Page 16)

"I discovered, from observing the trash-basket outside her door, that her regular reading consisted of tabloids and travel folders and astrological charts; that she smoked an esoteric cigarette called Picayunes; survived on cottage cheese and melba toast; that her vari-colored hair was somewhat self-induced. The same source made it evident that she received V-letters by the bale. They were always torn into strips like bookmarks. I used occasionally to pluck myself a bookmark in passing. Remember and miss you and rain and please write and damn and goddamn were the words that recurred most often on these slips; those, and lonesome and love
"Also, she had a cat and she played the guitar. On days when the sun was strong, she would wash her hair, and together with the cat, a red tiger-striped tom, sit out on the fire escape thumbing a guitar while her hair dried. Whenever I heard the music, I would go stand quietly by my window. She played very well, and sometimes sang too. Sang in the hoarse, breaking tones of a boy's adolescent voice."

This is one of my favorite quotes because this guy has never met this girl whose things he's looking through. Though it feels sort of like he already knows her, through her trash. I love how the writer just gives the readers details in the book without metaphors, because even though it would make the book better, it would take away from that little bit of a dark side the book holds, because I feel that using metaphors can sometimes make a book feel more light-hearted where as Capote's style of writing seems more dark.

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