What good are wings without the courage to fly?
ATTICUSA sky full of stars and he was staring at her.
More Atticus Quotes
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Thinking of you is a poison I drink often.
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I could never love her, the fear of losing would be too strong.
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She had just enough madness to make her interesting.
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I think it’s beautiful the way you sparkle when you talk about the things you love.
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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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Our songs live longer than our kingdoms.
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That was her magic – she could still see the sunset even on those darkest days.
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Love her but leave her wild.
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Watch carefully the magic that occurs when you give a person enough comfort to just be themselves.
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True art comes from flying with the madness so close you burn your eyelashes.
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It’s a sad thing, protecting a breakable heart.
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We were strange in love with her and I too wild to last too rare to die.
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Depression is being colorblind and constantly told how colorful the world is.
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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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She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.
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What a strange world. We trade our days for things.
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Love could be labeled poison and we’d drink it anyway.
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The prettiest girls shine brightest in the dark.
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Time is all we have and don’t.
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I love you most in that place between coffee and sleep.
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I want to be with someone who dreams of doing everything in life and nothing on rainy Sunday afternoons.
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There is nothing prettier in the whole wide world than a girl in love with every breath she takes.
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Good memories are my retirement plan.
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Love is strange dark magic.
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Chase your stars fool, life is short.
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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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