Sue Ann

“Even though I was death, she took the time to resuscitate me. She breathed life back into my soul. She brought me back from the shadows.”
― Brittainy C. Cherry, The Air He Breathes

“And maybe these were the remains of the loved ones we lost – not the bodies their souls cast aside on the journey to the other side of things, but those wonderful little bits of them embedded into all of us like stardust floating in the Milky Way, every smile every laugh every tear every whisper every shout every bit of love they ever emitted, little slivers of them that sank into us and reminded us that they were here. They may have been gone, but as surely as the dead of winter gave way to the sun-soaked glory of spring every year, they were here once, and Goddamnit, they had lived.”
― Seth King, The Summer Remains

“Life is short, and brutal, and painful, and it takes loved ones away from us as quickly as it brings them into our lives, but it’s also beautiful.”
― Claire Contreras, Kaleidoscope Hearts

“No. Every time I’ve seen you reach out and love someone, take your hand and put it on a broken person’s arm and encourage them with your words, kiss me on the cheek and make me feel like the most important person in the universe, play a game with your little brother while you could be doing something else – that’s holy. Those moments when we’re together and we sink into that weird little world where it’s just the two of us and we almost feel like we’re glowing with love and then some vibrating entity that feels older than the sea filters in and hums between us – that’s religion. That’s us rising above our humanity – transcending the genre – and reaching a higher level, a galactic level. That’s love. That’s God. That’s grace. That’s majesty. And you love, Summer, so you’re God.” He laughed again, quieter this time. “To me, at least.”
― Seth King, The Summer Remains