10 March 2009

Wild Thing


You mustn't give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get, until they're strong enough to run into the woods or fly into a tree. And then to a higher tree and then to the sky.
-Holly Golightly
A wise girl kisses but doesn't love, listens but doesn't believe, and leaves before she is left.
-Marilyn Monroe

Am I a wild thing? Is this why I leave in a hurry? Is this why I push away?
So far, I like him. He's a fun one. I sort of want to stick around this time.

Maybe Fred Baby got it right:
You know what's wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You're chicken, you've got no guts. You're afraid to stick out your chin and say, "Okay, life's a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that's the only chance anybody's got for real happiness." 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.
-
Paul Varjak

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QC: Breakfast at Tiffany's

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