An emptiness rules at its core, a rottenness, a silence when one of you retires to bed without saying good night, when… — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“Striding, finally, into the solitude. You feel as if part of your body has been ripped from you, as if flesh has been torn… — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“So, he feels now, that he doesn't have to try. And you want him more than you ever have before.” — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“Let there be no hesitations, no regrets, no compromises - they are at once cowardly and vain.” — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“You know in this moment that Gabriel is at your mercy, you can do what you want, he is completely yours and with the… — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“There were the endless birthday nights and New Year's Eves of just you in your bed and no one else. There was the welling… — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“An emptiness when you realize the loneliest you've ever been is within a marraige, as a wife” — NIkki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“[He] starts to talk and stops, feeling his way, as if it's all clogged up rusty inside.” — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
“The shame dies. Just like that, so DH Lawrence wrote. Shame, which is fear. AND judgement.” — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
Our natural and happiest life is when we lose ourselves in the exquisite absorption of home. — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image
Is it love, obsession, infatuation? You don't know. You think of a strange and beautiful word you read about once, Limerance, a psychological term,… — Nikki Gemmell Copy Share Image