“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 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.”
- Paul Varjak
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