I really see you upside down, but my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around… if you feel discouraged that there’s a lack of color here, please, don’t worry lover, it’s really bursting at the seems, absorbing everything, the spectrum’s a to z. this is fact, not fiction, for the first time in years.
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 going to 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 Somaliland. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
- Holly Golightly: You know those 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?
“A vida fica muito mais fácil se a gente sabe onde estão os beijos de que precisamos.”
- Mário Quintana.
“Que se há de fazer com a verdade que todo mundo é um pouco triste e um pouco só?”
- Clarisse Lispector.