Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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