'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 heat to a wild thing; the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the wood. Or fly into a tree. Than 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' - Holiday Golighty. Breakfast at Tiffany's has been one of my favourite book so far. The narrator is an unnamed struggling writer who shares a building with Holiday (Holly) Golightly, a young socialite who lives in New York City. One night, she climbs into his room from the fire escape to just have a chat. And from that point onwards, he is completely intrigued and fascinated by her.
Holly is a handful and a free spirit. She is a completely loveable and colourful character who does as she pleases and entertains men like nothing else. The narrator, of course, is in love with her. He's a good sport about it though. I pretty much loved every word in this book & I would recommend it to anyone who wanted an easy and enjoyable read.
I feel like now I don't have to read all these classics as I can just regurgitate all your thoughts if ever someone asks me about them... more time for exciting reads about hedge funds and leveraging positions in derivative financial instruments. I know, jealous aren't you?!
ReplyDeleteOur unnamed narrator loved Holly for sure. I was wondering if it was somewhat autobiographical and if Capote loved her as a gay male friend might love his wild, wayward female friend? His love for her seemed to be more care and intrigue and amazement rather than jealous or possessive like a love interest. just a thought.
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