Abra

“Something akin to pride kreeps into his voice, but it's a hollow sort of pride. It's the pride of someone who's rarely proud of anything. It's the type of pride that can be knocked over with a feather, and so it rarely gets to shine in the face of the world.
The little Black kid flashes those impossibly white teeth at me and he laughs and then he covers his smile and quells the laughter [...], and I know that he's spent his entire life being afraid to be happy.”
― Jason Mott, Hell of a Book

“I put flowers on Algernons grave about once a week. Mrs Flynn thinks Im crazy to put flowers on a mouses grave but I told her that Algernon was special.”
― Daniel Keyes, Flowers for Algeron

“Only love can ever answer back.”
― Jason Mott, Hell of a Book

“He hates that he can fold himself up so tightly in his own skin that there's nothing real about him on the outside.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne