I got into my first serious relationship with a man when I was twenty-three. I had, before that, sort of a typical, sad history of relatively promiscuous sexual encounters with men I didn't know, because I felt that if I were involved with people I did know, other people would know that I was gay, and it was something that I needed to keep so secret.

Depression is the flaw in love. To be creatures who love, we must be creatures who can despair at what we lose, and depression is the mechanism of that despair.

If someone says: "I don't want to have a cochlear implant, because I want my child to grow up with a rich sense of deaf culture," he must acknowledge that the deaf culture that exists in the world today has a different scale than the deaf culture that's likely to exist in the world 50 years from now.

The absence of marriages will result in all kinds of financial burdens that gay people wouldn't face if they could get married.

I love to communicate, and I love music. That's why I always thought not being able to hear would be a tragedy.

The opposite of depression is not happiness, but vitality, and it was vitality that seemed to seep out of me.

I think you can't deny that because the cochlear implant exists, the signing world is shrinking.