So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
NIKITA GILLThe greatest magic you have is the courage you go digging for, when your world falls apart, the light you still hold, when everything has grown dark.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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Only the brave and the broken are kind in this world.
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To heal you must forgive your heart, your skin, your body, all of their mistakes.
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Anxious people are resorceful, they need to know how to keep the sea of panic at bay so they do not drown.
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The 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.
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These are women made of terrible tempests and savage storms and the untamed unwanted.
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The world is not allowed to make a meal of you, girl. It is there for your consuming.
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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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The woman who tames fires and snakes and savours bones.
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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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You have turned your heart into a museum of people you’ve loved to keep them alive inside you.
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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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Some people will always taste like fire and leave the ones that love them tasting like ash.
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You have to choose between freedom and comfort. You choose freedom. Of course you choose freedom.
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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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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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