I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
NIKITA GILLI wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
NIKITA GILLSometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
NIKITA GILLThe old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.
NIKITA GILLAll he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
NIKITA GILLThere is something moon-soaked and dawn-flavoured about her.
NIKITA GILLPeople are going to betray you the way Judas betrayed Jesus, the way Brutus betrayed Caesar, and you will love them anyway.
NIKITA GILLAnd what if there are things inside you that are much too difficult to love and you wished you were someone else instead?
NIKITA GILLIt makes them feel a little free, to kiss something dangerous on the mouth.
NIKITA GILLThere is a knowing in her, she hears them say, that makes her untamable. She has known since she was a child that she is observant in a way that makes them uncomfortable.
NIKITA GILLLove 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.
NIKITA GILLThat growth is simply learning how to suffer, gracefully, elegantly constantly moving and travelling without letting your pain tear you apart.
NIKITA GILLSometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.
NIKITA GILLRemind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.
NIKITA GILLAnd I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
NIKITA GILLThe 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.
NIKITA GILLGhosts of the person you used to be are so proud of who you are, they live on inside you applauding you for living on despite your scars.
NIKITA GILL