The best crime book and one of the best books I have ever read in my life.
If you are looking for events and mysteries, this book is probably not a suitable option for you; however, if you want to fully and perfectly understand a crime, you cannot find better than "In Cold Blood".
This book is the story of people, the reality of people, without a veil, their minds and personalities, all the individuals related to a crime, from the murderer and the victim to the interrogator and the people of a city.
The space setting of this book and the unique and very deep characterization. Every detail that is talked about is a part of the complete picture that Capote wants to form in our minds to reach a true understanding of the concept of crime, not only this case, but crime in general.
I love to know people. To understand people's personalities, their stories, and their minds. This book makes us go beyond the superficial understanding of good and bad people and absolute judgment and know how complex the human soul is and how the judicial system is flawed and insufficient.
This book is a life, a completely ordinary life in which a crime happens by chance.
Now that I have finished it, I have doubted about a series of things such as the personalities of criminals, rights, executions, etc. that my attitude towards them was relatively clear before and this is the best thing that can happen to us by reading a book: the collision of prejudices.
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Memories of the book:
He knew exactly what to do in each hour and how much time that task would take.
... It is very important that a person always has something in front of him that belongs to himself, something that really belongs to him.
... Something around here has been finished forever.
... The problem is that you can empty your mind from all other voices. Be completely silent and listen very carefully. But a person can never be as silent as he should...
... Honestly, I think none of us can put the thing that we have done with our personal life on someone else's neck.
... I am very sensitive; I often understand what goes on in people's minds.
... The moment I read the letter, I realized that I had to do this because I had claimed that I was the friend of this person.