“There is always something wrong with redheads. The hair is kinky, or it’s the wrong color, too dark and tough, or too pale and sickly. And the skin—it rejects the elements: wind, sun, everything discolors it. A really beautiful redhead is rarer than a flawless forty-carat pigeon-blood ruby—or a flawed one for that matter. But none of this was true of Kate. Her hair was like a winter sunset, lighted with the last of the pale afterglow.”

—Truman Capote, “Unspoiled Monsters”, Answered Prayers, 1987.