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“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.” Breakfast at Tiffany’s
Because, I mean, if he’s anything like the rest of the male population, the prince is probably stuck in traffic somewhere, or got lost along the way and is too damn stubborn to ask for directions.
See, I have this theory that humans are just living, breathing, talking forms of art, each crafted with a different technique and carved out of different materials. Each beautiful in their own way.
you end up at the destination you fix your eyes on: look to the future and you’ll get there, keep looking at the past, and you’ll find yourself back where you started.”
“The past holds pain; the future holds promise.” Something flashes in his eyes, when I say that, but I can’t quite decipher it.
“For the possibility of something truly wonderful. Because a life without hope, without love… that’s really no life at all.”
“Life is a big, fat mess. There’s no order or reason to most of what’ll happen to you before you turn to dust and fade from memory, and there’s nothing you can do about that. All you can do is find someone who turns that abstract chaos into a work of art… and never let them go.”
“My only advice is, when you start to fall, don’t talk yourself out of it — the right man will be there at the bottom, to catch you. Take a risk on messy. Live fearlessly. Love recklessly. Most of all, just love
no day that begins with you wrapped in my arms can possibly turn out to be anything but beautiful.
Sometimes, you have to raze things to the ground before you can start over. Sear away the past, to pave the way for a bright future.
