Quotes by : Atticus Poetry

I’ll let you into my heart but wipe your feet at the door.

Don't ask her to be a rock for you to lean uponinstead, build her wingsand point her to the skyand she....

I hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk. 

What good are wings without the courage to fly?

She was cool— the whole world seemed to spin around her in smooth jazz.

Poetry, is a life long war wagedagainst ineffable beauty.

Watch carefully the magic that occurswhen you give a person enough comfort to just be themselves.

We were strange in loveher and I too wild to last too rare to die.

I just need you and some sunsets. 

Drugs to mehave always beena pretty girl with a sly smilebeckoning mewith a finger down the dark path....