Humans are cruel.
Kelsey SuttonIn the end it wasn't death or terror that shattered them. It was someone else's love. How poetic.
Kelsey SuttonI laugh, a sound that he cuts short with a kiss that tastes like strawberries and terror.
Kelsey SuttonI can’t help comparing [Courage], over and over, to his brother. Fear has a bright façade and dark insides; his horror and windy recklessness that carries millions over the plains with no hopes of ever stopping. And Courage… he’s dark on the outside but carries a light within; he’s calm and encouraging and his very breath is a soothing dash of water on a hot, hot day.
Kelsey SuttonTags: fear courage comparison
It’s something I never knew about her. How bizarre that you can know your entire life, see their most hidden pains and hopes, and not know the tiniest detail about them.
Kelsey SuttonTags: details knowing-a-person
[Fear] can be a pleasure to look at, and I understand how some other humans love to experience his essence. We can sense beauty, even if we don’t see it.
Kelsey SuttonMaggie faces me, forcing herself to smile again. It looks unnatural, as if that smile wants to shrivel and crawl away to a dark corner to weep.
Kelsey SuttonTags: forcing-smiles
You asked me once if I ever get tired of being who I am,” he reminds me. “And the answer is this: only when I have to leave you.
Kelsey SuttonTags: fear love being-with-someone
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