What did it say? The voice mail? Doesnât matter. It was ages ago. Matters to me. It was something like âHi, Maeve. Iâm watching you on TV right now. And I wanted to let you know how proud I am of you. And about how you saying you had feelings for me was all I ever wanted to hear. Cause itâs always been you. I love you.â Anyway, it was stupid. Did you mean it? Of course I meant it.
You know whatâs wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? Youâre chicken, youâve got no guts. Youâre afraid to stick out your chin and say, âOkay, lifeâs a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because thatâs the only chance anybodyâs got for real happiness.â You call yourself a free spirit, a 'wild thing,â and youâre terrified somebodyâs gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, youâre already in that cage. You built it yourself. And itâs not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. Itâs wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
BREAKFAST AT TIFFANYâS (1961) dir. Blake Edwards
Youâre a great deal too good for me. And Iâm so grateful to you, and Iâm so proud of you. And I just, I donât see why I canât love you as you want me to. I donât know why.
Jo March and Laurie Laurence in Little Women (2019)
Dear Anne,
Since we are parting ways, perhaps forever, I feel I must unburden my heart. You are the fond object of my affection and my desire, you and you alone are the keeper of the key to my heart. Please, donât be alarmed, I donât expect your favor, but I canât in good conscience not reveal myself. Iâm not engaged, nor will I be, unless itâs to you Anne, my Anne with an E. It always has been and always will be you.Â