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.
NIKITA GILLDo not disregard or hate the maps on your skin and soul. These scars have never diminished your worth, they are the stories that make you whole.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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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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Fearless already runs through your blood. Now do it justice.
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Grief makes unlikely warriors out of us all.
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The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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There are graveyards inside you made of people that made you ache, made of memories that you barely survived made of trauma and heartbreak. These graveyards need to become gardens where you plant flowers that blossom, for you to let go.
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As leaves cover the forest floor in a carpet of vibrant rusts, orange and gold, autumn proves that sometimes death too can be a beautiful thing.
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You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.
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There is a spell for almost anything and if there’s not a spell, there is at least a poem.
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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 wonder how I have carried so many regrets without even realising they were there.
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I am trying to stop being the ashes that you left behind.
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In a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
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People aren’t born sad; we make them that way.
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To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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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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