No matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself
No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together.
You can’t give your heart to a wild thing.
If I could find a real life place to make me feel like Tiffany's, then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name.
I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It's like Tiffany's.
You mustnt give your heart to a wild thing. The more you do, the stronger they get.
You know the days when you get the mean reds? Paul Varjak: The mean reds. You mean like the blues? Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you’re getting fat, and maybe it’s been raining too long. You’re just sad, that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid, and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
You know those days when you get the mean reds?
Anyone who ever gave you confidence, you owe them a lot.
Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away.
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.
No. The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?
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.
Promise me one thing: don't take me home until I'm drunk - very drunk indeed.
I’ve got to do something about the way I look. I mean a girl just can’t go to Sing Sing with a green face.
I don't think I've ever drunk champagne before breakfast before. With breakfast on several occasions, but never before before.
I'll never get used to anything. Anybody that does they might as well be dead.
And I always heard people in New York never get to know their neighbors.
It’s better to look at the sky than live there
or simply:
