“I told you: you can make yourself love anybody.”

“Never love a wild thing...If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.”

“If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at 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.”

“You can love somebody without it being like that. You keep them a stranger, a stranger who's a friend.”

“Never love a wild thing... you can't give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do, the stronger they get. Until they're strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That's how you'll end up... . If you let yourself love a wild thing. You'll end up looking at the sky.”

“You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.”