It's like a jumble of huts in a jungle somewhere. I don't understand how you can live there. It's really, completely dead. Walk along the street, there's nothing moving. I've lived in small Spanish fishing villages which were literally sunny all day long everyday of the week, but they weren't as boring as Los Angeles.

I just live one day at a time. That's my new theory in life.

You know the days when you get the mean reds? Paul Varjak: The mean reds. You mean like the blues? Holly Golightly: No. The blues are because you’re getting fat, and maybe it’s been raining too long. You’re just sad, that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid, and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

She had only one flaw. She was perfect, otherwise whe was perfect.

Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.

think of nothing things think of wind

Lively, too. Talky as a jaybird. With something smart to say on every subject: better than the radio.