There is a lightening in our bones and wildfire in our spirits and we will find a way despite it all to survive and thrive.
NIKITA GILLAnd often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, ‘The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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What I have spent in mourning is the price I have paid for my healing.
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How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?
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They kept trying to make me less angry, but I refuse to surrender my rage.
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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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In a cave where everything is fragranced with water, she asks for a daughter instead of praying for a son.
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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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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When no one aids you, you build your own legs.
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Before we had mouths or language or hope, we still had love. I know it’s not much. But my god, it’s beautiful and on so many days it is enough.
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Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.
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Her mother told her she could grow up to be anything she wanted be, so she grew up to become the strongest of the strong, the strangest of the strange, the wildest of the wild, the wolf leading wolves.
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There is a difference between holy and pure. Holy is also the way the anger boils inside our throats.
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It’s how I learn there are a multitude of ways to say I love you. For so many you don’t have to use words at all.
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I used to only pick up a pen for myself but now I pick one up for you too. Is there such a thing as an unselfish love poem? I don’t know, but I’m trying.
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All he knew was chaos and this mortal world was obsessed with order
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