Life is a journey to find people weird like you.
ATTICUSIt’s a sad thing, protecting a breakable heart.
More Atticus Quotes
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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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I hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.
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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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Love is strange dark magic.
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The prettiest girls shine brightest in the dark.
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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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I want to be with someone who dreams of doing everything in life and nothing on rainy Sunday afternoons.
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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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She wore the moonlight-like lingerie.
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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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We, humans, are so tortured by not properly guessing what will make us happy.
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It’s a sad thing, protecting a breakable heart.
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That was her magic – she could still see the sunset even on those darkest days.
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It was her chaos that made her beautiful.
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What good are wings without the courage to fly?
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Adventure runs on all sorts of whiskey.
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Love could be labeled poison and we’d drink it anyway.
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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 aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.
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True art comes from flying with the madness so close you burn your eyelashes.
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I love you most in that place between coffee and sleep.
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Our songs live longer than our kingdoms.
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She conquered her demons and wore her scars like wings.
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She was not for everyone but she was for me.
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I could never love her, the fear of losing would be too strong.
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A few drinks and the world was hers – she wore her whiskey like a loaded gun.
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