Kemberly Hurd

“Words are not enough. Not mine, cut off at the throat before they breathe. Never forming, broken and swallowed, tossed into the void before they are heard. It would be easy to follow, fall to my knees, prostrate before the deli counter. Sweep the shelves clear, scatter the tins, pound the cakes to powder. Supermarket isles stretching out in macabre displays. Christmas madness, sad songs and mistletoe, packed car parks, rotten leaves banked up in corners. Forgotten reminders of summer before the storm. Never trust a promise, they take prisoners and wishes never come true. Fairy stories can have grim endings and I don’t know how I will face the world without you.”
― Peter B. Forster, More Than Love, A Husband's Tale

“While Abigail showered, I retrieved my jacket and took the envelope out of my pocket. ‘Five days. if you play with matches, you will get burned”
― Brian J. Twiddy, Blessing

“We hadn't spoken since the day he nearly shoved me off the roof, but we both understood the importance of maintaining the illusion of having friends.”
― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

“Time is the very essence of life itself, and life exists in our hearts.”
― Michael Ende, Momo