There is an art in the emptiness of all natural things.
NIKITA GILLKnowledge after all is a dark art.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Not all girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice. Some are made of witchcraft and wolf and a little bit of vice.
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So when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
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We remember that family is not just those of blood. But also those we choose to love.
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What do you do when you see a love so pure, so completely unwavering other than bow to it?
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You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
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And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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The rose is not everyone’s favorite flower, but that does not make it any less beautiful. There is a lesson for all of us in that.
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It makes them feel a little free, to kiss something dangerous on the mouth.
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Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.
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Love yourself loudly, dangerously, everywhere people have been afraid to love you, afraid to ask the way to cherish you, afraid to hold you. Love yourself most in these places, because who can be a better teacher to others in how to love you than yourself.
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But the universe never promised you this would be easy. After all, you are the hero here.
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So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
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If he truly loves you, he will love you when you are an ocean breeze but also when you are a summer storm. You were not made to be loved in parts. You were meant to be loved as a whole.
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