I don't know who I am. I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other.
Holly Golightly
7Anyone who ever gave you confidence, you owe them a lot.
I'd rather have cancer than a dishonest heart.
Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning.
You can love somebody without it being like that. You keep them a stranger, a stranger who's a friend.
Home is where you feel at home. I'm still looking.
Never love a wild thing... If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.
"Everybody has to feel superior to somebody," she said. "But it's customary to present a little proof before you take the privilege."
Don't wanna sleep, don't wanna die, just wanna go a-travellin' through the pastures of the sky.
You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
Would you reach in the drawer there and give me my purse. A girl doesn't read this sort of thing without her lipstick.
We don't belong to each other: he's an independent, and so am I.
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