I want to still be me when I wake up one fine morning and have breakfast at Tiffany´s.
Truman CapoteRead
It is the want to know the end that makes us believe in God, or witchcraft, believe, at least, in something
Interpretation
The desire to understand the ultimate truths of existence leads people to believe in higher powers or mystical forces.
This quote by Truman Capote suggests that the human inclination to seek certainty about the future or the finality of life drives individuals to place their faith in deities, supernatural forces, or similar constructs. Our quest for knowledge and understanding often leads to the adoption of beliefs that offer comfort and explanation, even when they may not be based on empirical evidence.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of faith during a philosophy class.
I want to still be me when I wake up one fine morning and have breakfast at Tiffany´s.
All writing, all art, is an act of faith. If one tries to contribute to human understanding, how can that be called decadent? It's like saying a declaration of love is an act of decadence. Any work of art, provide it springs from a sincere motivation to further understanding between people, is an act of faith and therefore is an act of love.
No one will ever know what 'In Cold Blood' took out of me. It scraped me right down to the marrow of my bones. It nearly killed me. I think, in a way, it did kill me.
Hot weather opens the skull of a city, exposing its white brain, and its heart of nerves, which sizzle like the wires inside a lightbulb. And there exudes a sour extra-human smell that makes the very stone seem flesh-alive, webbed and pulsing.
I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.
The quietness of his tone italicized the malice of his reply.
Death never takes the wise man by surprise, he is always ready to go.
The one in front of the gun lives forever
The world outside existed in a kind of darkness; and we inquired about nothing.
When a man resolves to avenge himself, he should first of all tear out the heart from his breast.
The past was erased, the erasure was forgotten, the lie became the truth.
An armchair Jungian would say the whole thing is about my own ongoing spiritual search. My interior life has always been one of trying to find a spiritual link, maybe because I'm from a family of separate religious philosophies: Protestant and Catholic.
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