You have turned your heart into a museum of people you’ve loved to keep them alive inside you.
NIKITA GILLIn a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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All because you were born into a family that could afford these things for you. This is called a privilege and you must never forget it.
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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
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Stop looking for people who only want your beauty and turn away your chaos and darkness.
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When I set out to find my father, I was not being brave. I was acting out of fear or losing the only parent I ever had. They may want you to believe I was simple being brave, but anxiety makes more heroes than history would care to repeat.
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The bird building her home on your windowsill has every nest destroyed before. The spider that is delicately weaving a masterpiece has had every single thread broken before. And despite it all, they try again.
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Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.
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People aren’t born sad; we make them that way.
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No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.
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If two Gods can love each other with no objection from the divine or the universe, who are mortals to tell other mortals who they can and cannot love?
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I lost a God once.
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What if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?
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And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
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