Maybe the older you grow, and the less it is easy to put thought into action, maybe that’s why it gets all locked up in your head and becomes a burden.  Whenever I read in the paper about an old man disgracing himself, I know it’s because of this burden.

 It’s essential not to have any ego at all.

Dizzy with excitement is no mere phrase.

Never love a wild thing. You can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they are strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. You’ll end up looking at the sky.

How do you feel if you are in love? she asked. Ah, said Rosita with swooning eyes, you feel as though pepper has been sprinkled on your heart, as though tiny fish are swimming in your viens.

The stars were his pleasure, but tonight they didn’t comfort him; they did not make him remember that what happens to us on earth is lost in the endless shine of eternity.

[1] Breakfast at Tiffany’s by [2] Truman Capote

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