Daisy Don't Drive

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"Never love a wild thing, Mr. Bell," Holly advised him. "That was Doc's mistake. He was always lugging home wild things. A hawk with a hurt wing. One time it was a full-grown bobcat with a broken leg. But you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky."

Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s

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Still tryin' to climb a mountain for you, hammer in my hand still poundin' on a screw.

Pour Me Another by Atmosphere

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People grow when they are loved well. If you want to help others heal, love them without an agenda.

Mike McHargue (via kneedeep-instatic)

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