From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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