I shot through my twenties like a luminous thread through a dark needle, blazing toward my destination: Nowhere.
Carrie FisherA story a friend told me about being in New York and meeting this Latin-lover kind of guy. They went up to her hotel room, and the guy kind of pounced on her and told her to spread her legs, shouting, "Surrender the pink! Surrender the pink!" That's where it's from.
Carrie Fisher