Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes

The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.

My only home are the daydreams I dream.

From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.

I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.

I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.

I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.

Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.