Paris

“He’d learned early to carve and mold and cover the parts of himself that didn’t fit into the world. Keep the fractals of himself hidden, the way he came up at harsh angles to everyone else. He was a kaleidoscope, shifting and changing in the light. What was true was kept in the shadows, the same shadows that lived in his bones, that covered the memories of praying beside his father in the sunlight, murmuring the Quran.”
― Tal Bauer, Whisper

“Never let anyone else define your life, Kris. Never let anyone else define who you are. They will always get it wrong. Never settle for that.”
― Tal Bauer, Whisper

“He could make his world shades of white and pale, shades of sucking up and always trying to fit in, shades of never being enough, and being told, in a thousand, million, tiny ways, that he would never, ever fit in, no matter how hard he tried. Fuck that. He’d take his discrimination to his face, thank you very much. The world would acknowledge him. Somehow.”
― Tal Bauer, Whisper

“From the moment we met, it’s been like I’ve known you for forever. Like everything in me is supposed to belong to everything in you.”
― Tal Bauer, Whisper