And all these strange birds in the morning sky feel more familiar than home.
LAURA CHOUETTEWe can not all love in the same way – for the feeling would be called ordinariness instead. And of that, the world has too much already.
More Laura Chouette Quotes
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And all this aching memories of you are floating through my burning veins; letting my scars glow in a dark blue reflecting the colour of your weary eyes.
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We feel so much and remember so little.
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How simple tomorrow seems when there is nothing worth remembering (about yesterday).
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The past is an empty battleground.
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We break ourselves to fit better into all the wrong hearts.
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Time offers us space to grow.
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An artist paints to forget while a poet writes to remember.
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Wild roses have the sharpest thorns.
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How will you ever be able to heal your broken parts, if you keep allowing the past to stay?
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Hope is a poison we drink too often.
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We should never allow that the scars on our heart change the way we love – no matter how deep they run.
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The moment will come when the feelings in your heart get so heavy that even your body is exhausted.
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And the darkness felt suddenly like home again. Like a familiar place in the shadows where we used to meet.
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The edges of our heart hold the most beautiful memories.
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Love is like a wild rose; the thorns will only make your heart bleed if you touch it without care.
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