I think it’s beautiful the way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love.
ATTICUSA few drinks and the world was hers – she wore her whiskey like a loaded gun.
More Atticus Quotes
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She was not for everyone but she was for me.
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Sometimes it’s the ones that seem to love themselves the most, that actually love themselves the least.
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I let her go, because I knew she could do better and now she’s gone I wonder if I should’ve just been better.
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Life is a journey to find people weird like you.
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We are never alone, We are all wolves Howling to the same moon.
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Time is all we have and don’t.
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I aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.
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A sky full of stars and he was staring at her.
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Thinking of you is a poison I drink often.
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Sometimes I want a quiet life other times I want to go a little bit fucking Gatsby.
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She was everything real in a world of make-believe.
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True art comes from flying with the madness so close you burn your eyelashes.
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Put a girl in the moonlight and tell only truths and every man becomes a poet.
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There’s too much risk in loving,’ the young boy said, ‘no,’ said the old man, ‘there’s too much risk in not.
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I love you most in that place between coffee and sleep.
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What good are wings without the courage to fly?
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Chase your stars fool, life is short.
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Love her but leave her wild.
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Love is strange dark magic.
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Never go in search of love, go in search of life, and life will find you the love you seek.
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A few drinks and the world was hers – she wore her whiskey like a loaded gun.
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I hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.
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Love could be labeled poison and we’d drink it anyway.
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She was afraid of heights but she was much more afraid of never flying.
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It was her chaos that made her beautiful.
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We, humans, are so tortured by not properly guessing what will make us happy.
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