And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
NIKITA GILLPeople talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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The worst story I know is my heart. The best story I know is my heart. Both these truths know how to exist together in ways I never thought I will learn. This is the quietest of victories.
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Every love does not have to be made of desire. Some loves are kept for the people who stand by you through everything. Some soulmates are sisters not lovers. Some loves are for those who give you hope. And some for the strength, for wisdom, for dreams.
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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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My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
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She didn’t just wait for someone to come and rescue her from her discontent and strife, instead she took matters into her own hands and empowered her own future, her own life.
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Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.
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To my children, I will say, ‘Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone.’
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I am so hungry for someone to love me.
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Knowledge after all is a dark art, full to the brim with liberty, a trembling, malleable power.
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You have turned your heart into a museum of people you’ve loved to keep them alive inside you.
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These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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Burn every memory that does not help you grow. Destruction, too, can be necessary.
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You smell of death. Everything about is an endless goodbye.
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It has taken me some time to learn that although karma exists, you can let your hatred go, not by destroying your own magic but by letting it grow.
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The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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