Inked in Lies Quotes

“He planted flowers all over my body, inside the cage of my ribs, in the fertile soil of my heart, yet he never noticed how they bloomed just for him.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“She was mine. And I was hers in the way a wolf is owned by his moon, elementally, fuckin’ irrevocably.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“You’re the choice I want to make every single day, to live to the fullest and love the hardest.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Every thought I got in my head finds its way back to you, like the ocean always rollin’ back into the shore.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“She was so fuckin’ lovely in her despair, tragic in a romantic way like Juliet before her Romeo. Of course, even my Flower Child made heartbreak look pretty.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“El que con lobos anda, a aullar se enseña. He who runs with wolves learns to howl.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“He just looked at you like you were a flower that bloomed just for him.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“You could tell me every dark thing you’ve ever done, every terrible thought you’ve ever had, and I’d still love you. The bad we’ve done doesn’t make us inherently bad people, Nova. It makes us human. It’s the good we’ve done that matters. And you? Everything good in my life was planted there by you. How could I not love you for that?”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Just friends, Nova? That’s not you and me, maybe it never even was.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“I loved her in all the complicated ways a flower thrives in a garden. I loved the way she tended to me like I was somethin’ precious and not monstrous. I loved the way she wore blooms in her hair and inked into her skin ’cause she spoke the language of flowers better than the language of men, and she’d always been so in sync with her surroundin’s. I loved the way she turned her face up to me as if seekin’ sunlight, needin’ the warmth of my praise and presence to grow and thrive.

It was a heady fuckin’ thing, bein’ someone’s sunshine, their rain, their entire ecosystem.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“How was it possible that every time I wanted to rage at him, resolved to hate him, determined I would move on from my childhood love and find something new, he drew me back so gently, so coaxingly and inexorably into his orbit that I wondered why I had ever wanted to leave in the first place?”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“I wanted to lay her out and play her body like an instrument just to see what chords would make her sing, how many ways I could make music with her form.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“She was as free as the wildflowers she loved so much.
My resolve weakened further, a hairline fracture breakin' through to a fault line runnin' the length of my willpower.
I was going down fast.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“I felt her perfection move through me like a religious experience, the way a zealot might feel after a long, hard pilgrimage lookin’ on his final destination, his place of peace and worship.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“You’re more than my family, you’re more than my best friend. You’re the choice I want to make every single day, to live to the fullest and love the hardest.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“If Nova had planted a garden in my heart all these years without stopping to smell the flowers, he was tending to them now, watering the growths, shaping the topiaries into something even more exquisite, even more precious to me.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“She made a man feel like a fuckin’ god, and I wasn’t goin’ to let her worship be for nothin’.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Hadn’t lived with another bein’ since I was just eighteen at home with my family, but I found Lila in my space thrillin’, like havin’ a new TV or buyin’ a new bike. I was obsessed with bein’ in the apartment if she was gonna be there, eschewin’ the clubhouse and Eugene’s with the brothers every night to climb the steps from my shop to an apartment that suddenly felt like home after fifteen years of livin’ in it.

I felt pussy whipped without even havin’ access to the pussy.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Nova’s always been the pretty boy, the affable, unflappable jokester. But around you, he had this depth, like this secret compartment in his personality only you could unlock.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Lila was a young woman, ripenin’ like fruit on a vine. Honest to Christ, I was almost afraid to put my hands on her lest she fall off into my hand like an overripe peach too succulent to toss away without taking a bite.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Life’s a crazy bitch,” Nova took the moment to intervene. “Ride her hard or die tryin”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“A flower is beautiful as it is, transient, full of colour and life for the time it blooms, but it's simple, shallow even. A flower is just a flower. But art? Art is a flower painted so it won't die. A flower on the skin of a woman with depth and texture to her soul? It's the context that gives it beauty," he spoke in a voice like velvet rubbing against my sensitive skin.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“there was somethin' growin' under my skin lately, somethin' with roots that went deep and tangled with my guts. Somethin' I was worried about sproutin' through the surface of my skin for all to see.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“But that's the thing about mourning; it isolates you from the nuanced colours of the world and strips it to straight black and white.
I saw nothing but the face of the man who had refused my love.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“And I realized what had turned over in my chest.
My heart.
Because grief had shifted the prism of the lens I used to view Nova Booth through and turned it into something more than love for a brother or a friend.
It had amplified him, multiplied him like a kaleidoscope into so much more.
And that was it, the moment when I found the words for what that man was to me and what he would always mean to me.
I loved him.
Unintentionally, but irrevocably.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“It’s hard for me to express exactly how I feel about you, Li, ’cause I’ve never felt this way about anyone or anythin’ before. It’s like askin’ a blind man to describe the colour blue.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“She had a way of sayin’ someone’s name like that. The same way she said the names of flower varieties, as if each word itself was a novel, and she was tryin’ to convey a summary of the entire thing in one word.

I’d memorized the way she said Nova, as if it was the great novel ever written. As if it was a sacred text she’d studied, runnin’ her hands over the pages until they went cotton smooth with use and lovin’.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Ignacio was always spouting these stupid sayings, but this one, “no hay mal que por bien no venga,” means there is no bad from which good doesn’t come.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“There was no hope now that I’d ever recover from the magic of his love.

To weed it out would kill me, hollow me in a way I’d never be myself again.

And I was okay with that, I thought, as I moved through the forest and watched my own heavy breath bloom in front of me.

Even living only a moment of this dream with Nova was worth a lifetime of heartbreak”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies

“Fuck, Lila, I feel goddamn everything for you.”
― Giana Darling, Inked in Lies