Fearscape Quotes

“People only picked the pretty, sweet-smelling flowers. The ones with thorns were left alone.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Just remember,” he told her. “If you run from me, I will pursue.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Not all poison was bitter. Some of the deadliest poisons in the world tasted sweet; they were that much more dangerous because of it.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Some of the cruelest men in the world were born with silver tongues. They could charm a bird right out of the sky, only to break its wings. And no men, nice or cruel, offer favors lightly - not strangers. Not to young women. Not without expecting something back in return.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“You're like a half-tamed creature, still shy of the bridle. 'Except you enthrall me, never shall be free.' But freedom is an illusion, anyway.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Humanity is a cage, and our puritanical sensibilities comprise the bars. We are confined by our own reason and intellect, and yet most of us don't even know it.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“You should run from me while you can."
"Or what?"
"I'll catch you.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Careful,” he said. “If you keep blushing like that I may do more than just draw you.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“I feel I could kill. I feel that I might like it. And I know that this should scare me. But it doesn't. It excites me. I am in Plato's cave, watching the shadows and fraught with the desire to hunt what casts them.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Can you feel the ties that bind us? Can you feel them tightening? Because I can, they're so tight that I can scarcely breathe.”
― Nenia Campbell , Fearscape

“What if she wants to be hurt? What if, like a flint to tinder, I can coax her to flame? To burn for me, and only me? And I remember that girl running against the wind, and I know that there's no going back. I am her future — and she is simply that: mine.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“She had come into the garden expecting summer roses and had instead been caught in a bank of twisted, thorny, frostbitten vines.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Boys,” Lindsay agreed, nodding. “What doesn't get lost in translation?”

“Things with the letter X in front of them,” Rachel posited. “Like X-Box. And X-rated movies.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Oh my God, Val,” Lisa groaned. “He is going to chew you up and spit you out.”
“Maybe not spit her out,” Rachel said, with a leer. “Not if he likes the taste of her.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“If this was love, it felt different than she'd imagined it would, walking a thin line between passion and terror. It was Romeo and Juliet. It was Wuthering Heights. And Val was left petrified from the boiling intensity of it.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Val had a horrific image of Lisa peering through a magnifying glass like a grotesquely teenybopper version of Nancy Drew — in jeggings.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“Now there's a girl I don't want to mess with' — or at least, that's what I would think if I had a chronic fear of freakishly nice people.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape

“He frightened her, and yet she couldn't stay away.”
― Nenia Campbell, Fearscape