24 Quotes by Nicole Lyons

She is of the strangest beauty and the darkest courage, and when she walks with intent the earth trembles beneath her feet.

It's ironic, isn't it? How hope keeps us breathing just to kill us in the end.

If I could claw the words out of the back of my throat and give them, dripping of me, to you, we would talk of sticky hands, and the messes they make.

She will rise. With a spine of steel and a roar like thunder, she will rise.

I promised to touch your soul. I never said it would be painless.

It is what it is and we are who we are and no measure of hope or time wasted wishing, will ever make it never so.