Breakfast At Tifanny’s by Truman Capote
Light, funny and thought provoking at the same time. That is how I’d have described it in one sentence. Even though I’ve finished reading it two weeks ago my thoughts still keep wandering to it, may be because there was an open end and I can make up different scenarios of Holly’s life myself.
Our main character – Holliday Golightly – is a grown up version of Pippi Longstocking, she gets the most of the moment, is absolutely careless, ties herself to nobody and doesn’t pretend to be someone else, she is always herself, always honest with herself.
“It may be normal, darling; but I’d rather be natural.”
“The answer is good things only happen to you if you’re good. Good? Honest is more what I mean… Be anything but a coward, a pretender, an emotional crook, a whore.”
She lives in the moment, doesn’t care about her past or her future – just like Holden from The Catcher In The Rye.
But it is not only the Holliday Golightly I liked so much, it is also the narrator, our young writer Fred (the story is told from his point of view), who had a pleasure of being Holly’s dear friend for a little bit over the year (Actually, I think that Truman Capote saw himself in Fred, otherwise the story wouldn’t have been so raw and emotional). You know, the prose – it’s just so very very beautiful, this book has this thing people often call ‘atmosphere’ and the words, the words just penetrated deep into my soul and everything Fred felt – I started feeling myself, just like I was living in this story.
Can’t wait to see its movie adaption with Audrey Hepburn!
I’ll definitely be reading more of Truman Capote’s.