Away from the bright motion of the party, she carried her sadness like a dark stone clenched in her palm.
Kim EdwardsTags: sadness
He wished he had some kind of X-ray vision for the human heart.
Kim EdwardsTags: human-heart x-ray
She imagined herself as some sort of vessel to be filled up with love. But it wasn't like that. The love was within her all the time, and its only renewal came from giving it away.
Kim EdwardsTags: love loneliness
After all these years, I feel so free. Who knows where I might fly?
Kim EdwardsTags: freedom
The thing is, I used to like that: feeling special because I knew something no one else did. It's a kind of power, isn't it, knowing a secret? But lately I don't like it so much, knowing this. It's not really mine to know, is it?
Kim EdwardsHe'd kept this silence because his own secrets were darker, more hidden, and because he believed that his secrets had created hers.
Kim EdwardsPhotography is all about secrets. The secrets we all have and will never tell.
Kim EdwardsTags: photography secrets
It's good to be in love.
Kim EdwardsTags: love
He could hardly imagine anymore what his life would be without the weight of his hidden knowledge. He'd come to think of it as a kind of penance. It was self-destructive, he could see that, but that was the way things were. People smoked, they jumped out of airplanes, they drank too much and got into their cars and drove without seat belts.
Kim EdwardsTags: secrets self-destructive
No one could suspect the intricate mysteries of her heart.
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