“And there's the happiness, again. Flickering, moth-like, just under her sternum. She presses a hand up to the place. If she could leave the embered blackness behind her eyelids and travel to the spot where feelings are made, perhaps she… — Carys Bray Copy Share Image
“..grief never goes away. And that's no bad thing - it's only the other side of love, after all.” — Carys Bray Copy Share Image
“Anyone can be brave for five minutes or an hour or two. The bravery no one talks about is the hardest bravery of all.… — Carys Bray Copy Share Image
“Love. It fills you up. It's not that you can't eat or sleep, just that you don't need to because you're running on feelings… — Carys Bray Copy Share Image
“And there's the happiness, again. Flickering, moth-like, just under her sternum. She presses a hand up to the place. If she could leave the… — Carys Bray Copy Share Image
