Gypsy Quotes

Gypsy Quote of the day

I said, but I have to go, there are so many places calling my name.

I could make love with you until the moon decides to never glow again.

Love the ones who understand you and forget the ones that don't.

Your soul is so bohemian, free and gypsy wild. Come swim with me in the calming sea, let's be mermaids for awhile.

She's the kind of girl who brings you to the moon without you even being aware. The kind of girl you trip in love with, The kind of girl you never forget.

Many speak to her but she's looking for the one who knows her souls language.

Purpose and passion - purpose is what will guide you to your best self and the passion will keep you there.

She's a dark-eyed, red flame, bohemian hurricane.

She was always fighting a battle but her smile would never tell you so.

In an era where women undress their outfits & give their bodies so carelessly, become the rare wild woman that undresses her mind and soul & knows the worth of what she has to offer.

Kiss her gypsy soul and love her for the wild rose she is.

Besides, I'm a gypsy at heart and I like to travel around.

Don't compare her to sunshine and roses when she's clearly orchids and moonlight.

You can give illness to her body but you can't take the gypsy out of that girl.

She was born to be free, let her run wild in her own way and you will never lose her.

There's only one place I want to go and it's to all the places I've never been.

You know who you are, he said- that intimidates boys but oneday a man will come along and value that exact part in you. - Wise words from my best friend.

When you are lost in the right way, you don't go back to being found in the wrong way.

I like being full of mystery and wonder, people always know im up to something but never know exactly what.

And then she learnt to be a little wild she had to be a little less afraid.

Be an individual, let out the self that hides away at the expense of others approval.

These people will try to manipulate you, try to bring you down but remember baby girl you are a queen, own your crown.

She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting you soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you.

I carry fairy dust, pack dry herb and drive a broom. If you don't get that you won't get me, so long, it's my journey.

I don't paint what people expect, I paint what my heart yearns to express.

I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.

She was a rule breaker, never settling her fierce spirit for things built of structure.

I have always considered myself a person with a gypsy heart, and I Surrender my dreams to my soul, for it's a free sprit who believes in no boundaries of region and religion.

I'm not a girl that will lay in diamonds but I will run through the flowers of the seeds we plant together.

Some are born to play it safe Others are born to live it wild.

She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.

You could tell she was a free spirit, a gypsy, just by looking at her. A smile like that doesn't come from a sad soul.

I am a wildflower in your perfect bed of roses.

She didn't pick her way over the terrain like she was afraid of slipping on the ice...She glided over it with long confident strides. Her hands were in her vest pockets. Her eyes were Susannah.

He felt like home.

The world is a big place for a little heart like mine, I have kept it locked away until I meet warrior that tames my wild.

Wildflowers can't be controlled, and neither can the girl with a soul boundless as the sky, and a spirit as free and wild as the ocean.

Sally's head plopped into the shallow water and rolled face up. For a while, the changing shades of pinks and oranges reflected across the surface of her dead eyes.

She was a restless soul. Born with black wings and a gypsy heart.

Her love is rare but she'll keep you wild.

For a time, then, we stay. For a time. Till the changes.

She's a gypsy girl living in a materialistic world, Unattached to most things but in love with life itself.

Have you ever met someone for the first time, but in your heart you feel as if you’ve met them before?

He loved her like a roaring lion, even when she was most unlovable, and there's a lot to be said for that...that kind of fierce, raging, omnipotent love.

Stories are made about girls like you. The wild ones, those rare faces that smile in the midst of chaos.

She was drawn to the wild warriors, they had to have a little gypsy in their veins.

This is your karma. You do not understand now, but you will understand later. The source of pain is within your own larger expression of being.

That’s the last time I put you in charge of the tequila when we’re making margaritas

What a rebellious act it is to love yourself naturally in a world of fake appearances.

Oh darling, your only too wild, to those whom are to tame, don't let opinions change you.