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.
• Truman Capote, 'breakfast at Tiffany's'
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Everyday She Tries
PoesieYou fell in love with my flowers, but not my roots so, when autumn came, you didn't know what to do. ------ Quotations, lyrics and short poems I find vehement, put together. Check it out?