"I want to know every part of you. I want to trace the map of you. My fingers a compass, your freckles the constellations, which, in my heart I will chart.
So, when I close my eyes, I'll have you in my stars forever." - Atticus
"I want to know every part of you. I want to trace the map of you. My fingers a compass, your freckles the constellations, which, in my heart I will chart.
So, when I close my eyes, I'll have you in my stars forever." - Atticus