You could always tell what kind of a person a man thinks you are by the earrings he gives you. I must say, the mind reels.
Doc Golightly: I love you, Lulu Mae.
Holly Golightly: I know you do, and that's just the trouble. It's the mistake you always made, Doc, trying to love a wild thing. You were always lugging home wild things. Once it was a hawk with a broken wing... and another time it was a full-grown…
