Oh, Mona, we're all damned fools! Some of us just have more fun with it than others. Loosen up, dear! Don't be so afraid to cry . . . or laugh, for that matter. Laugh all you want and cry all you want...
I felt very close to God.... My friends say that's because I was always on my knees.
I know I can't tell you what it's like to be gay. But I can tell you what it's not. It's not hiding behind words, Mama. Like family and decency and Christianity.
Your hair has always been amazing. I remember those fabulous chopsticks you used to wear.Anna wore a look of amused chagrin. I'm afraid Mr. Greenleaf won't let me wear those anymore. I took a little t...
Two days after his twelfth birthday, a fortnight before his father was jailed for debt, Charles Dickens was sent to work in a blacking factory. There, in a rat-infested room by the docks, he sat for t...
It took so long to find you...and now I don't want it to change. I want it all set in amber. I want us and nobody else in the most selfish way you can imagine. I can't help it--I'm old-fashioned. I be...
I have always preferred an occasional orgy to a nightly routine.What?Aunt Augusta said that. In Travels with My Aunt.
Being in love is the only transcendent experience.
Hey, you look at your tits; I'll look at mine! (Michael Tolliver, Tales of the City)
How could I possibly NOT be disappointed by what I would find? Nothing had ever met my expectation, since nothing could compete with my doctoring imagination, my pathetic compulsion to make the world...
Mona … lots of things are more binding than sex. They last longer too.
Brian’s face turned pouty. So you were just blowing smoke up my ass. Anna smiled dimly. You may have been inhaling, dear, but I wasn’t blowing.
Needing and loving are two different things.
She told me about the cop. And the movie star, and the construction worker. You're not having a life Michael, you're fucking the Village People one at a time
Mona knocked at the wrong time.Uh…yeah…wait a minute, Mona -- Mona shouted through the door. Room service, gentlemen. Just pull the covers up.Michael grinned at Jon. My roommate. Brace yourself.Second...
The little pool was lighted now, the same glowing green-or so I imagined-as the eyes of the cats who slept in the shadows around it.
Then they would both dissolve in giggles, bowing in their mirth to the awful hopelessness of it all.
The world changes in direct proportion to the number of people willing to be honest about their lives.
A half-hour conversation with Binky was like eating a Whitman Sampler in one sitting.
But it's amazing how many people think that gay men should slink off into the shadows when it comes to having friendships with children.
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