Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
NIKITA GILLYou are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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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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There is no justice in the world. You have to make your own, because believe me, the cosmos that gifted you the chaos, also created you with care.
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Did the girl choose magic, or does magic choose the girl?
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Your body is not a first aid kit for broken people and damaged souls and hearts that are too tired to fix themselves.
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Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
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We do not abandon those who truly accept us for who we are.
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I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.
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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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There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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Even the day must let go of the sun and allow the light to disappear, so the darkness can live for a while. The only way out of grief is through it.
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Girls like her were born in a storm. They have lightning in their souls. Thunder in their hearts. And chaos in their bones.
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Grandmothers are a gift not to be taken lightly. So many lose them, before they are old enough to know their magic. I am glad my bones were born with this knowledge.
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I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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