You need not fear the wolves you hide in your soul. They were made not to hurt you, but to protect you against this world.
NIKITA GILLThe ghosts of all the women you used to be are all so proud of who you have become, storm child made of wild and flame.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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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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When I held her, I held her gently so that she always knew she could fly away and I would never harm her or clip her wings.
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Everyone has forgotten that Lucifer was beautiful too and God’s favorite till he fell.
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Seek no homes in other people’s chests.
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Maybe living your truth will not make you happy all the time, but it will make you happy every day.
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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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Love 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.
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It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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So when they ask you what you weigh, you don’t need to look down at any scale. Instead, simply tell them the truth; tell them how you weigh whole universes and storms and scars and stories, too.
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Does a heart that is rotted cease to be called a heart?
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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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Perhaps he should have paid attention to the snakes coiled inside me waiting to strike.
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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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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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