The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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