Tuesday, March 1, 2011


"He's all right! Aren't you, Cat? Poor Cat! Poor slob.. Poor slob without a name.. The way I see it I haven't got the right to give him one. We don't belong to each other. We just took up one day by the river. I don't want to own anything until I find a place where me and things go together. I'm not sure where that is but I know what it is like. It's like Tiffany's." - Holly Golightly

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