Miss Whoever You Are

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.
-Paul Varjak to Holly Golightly 

A No-Name Slob

I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. 

We don't even belong to each other.

-Holly Golighty 

George Peppard, anytime...

Really, George Peppard can give Gregory Peck a run for his money...

"That's right. I'm just CRAZY about Tiffany's! "