“Rainbows will forever be wild.”

“How long before the lions don’t run wild, but in cages to amuse man?”

“I think it’s beautifulthe way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love.”

“We are made of all those who have built and broken us.”

“She had a wild, wandering soul but when she loved, she loved with chaos and that made all the difference.”

“I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.”

“He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life. He was alone and young and wilful and wildhearted, alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters and the seaharvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight.”

“But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window–maybe rearrange all the furniture.”