Dark Quote by Atticus Poetry Download Open image ““She was that wild thing I loved. My dark between the stars.”” — Atticus Poetry ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dark
“When I looked upon the stars, I thought of a reason why I loved you for each one. And it was wonderful until I… — David Ellsworth Copy Share Image
“I love you and I will until the end of time.And just as she said the words, two bright stars drifted past them overhead… — Danielle Steel Copy Share Image
“She was like a star in the sky and I would imagine how she could be mine…” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.” — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“She’s a galaxy of bright hues, and her heart contains a universe of love. She is starlight.” — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
“You were a luminescent star in the darkened sky that became my universe.” — Truth Devour Copy Share Image
“I loved everything about her, and I didn't care how dark she got. If anything it was what I loved the most, the veil… — Brendan Cowell Copy Share Image
“She knew she was really sad when she stopped loving the things she loved.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“She was afraid of heights but she was much more afraid of never flying.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“She was cool— the whole world seemed to spin around her in smooth jazz.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“Do not fall in love with me, for I will break your heart, long before you realize, you were going to break mine.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“One day I’ll paint the perfect sunset-- if I can only find the words.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“A few drinks and the world was hers— she wore her whiskey like a loaded gun.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“From the moment I saw her I knew this one was worth the broken heart.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“I would rather have a body full of scars and a head full of memories than a life of regrets and perfect skin.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
Crony capitalism is essentially a condition in which... public officials are giving favours to people in the private sector in payment of political favours. — Alan Greenspan Copy Share Image
“I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.” — J.D. Stroube Copy Share Image
The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul. — Mary Zimmerman Copy Share Image
“Men circle like bees around honey, buzzing to communicate their sexual despair.” — Carla H Krueger Copy Share Image
It's a really dark, emotionally wrenching world that we've created on 'The Walking Dead.' — Laurie Holden Copy Share Image
I get afraid of the dark if I'm in a great deal of dark, and I have to move around inside of that fear...… — Emil Ferris Copy Share Image
I guess he'll have to figure out someday that he is supposed to have this dark side, that it is part of what it means to be human, to have the darkness just as much as the light- that in fact the dark parts make the light visible; without them, the light would disappear. But I guess he has to… — Anne Lamott Copy Share
“Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But the beast did not want to be tamed, for he was a beast and beasts care not for such things, and the girl died along with her dreams. From childhood's grave sprang a young woman, jaded… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share
Memory revises me. Even now a letter comes from a place I don’t know, from someone with my name and postmarked years ago, while I await injunctions from the light or the dark; I wait for shapeliness limned, or dissolution. Is paradise due or narrowly missed until another thousand years? I wait in a blue hour and faraway noise of… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share
Like the water of a deep stream, love is always too much. We did not make it. Though we drink till we burst, we cannot have it all, or want it all. In its abundance it survives our thirst. In the evening we come down to the shore to drink our fill, and sleep, while it flows through the regions… — Wendell Berry Copy Share
