Your quest is for darkness only. This sea is not your sea. The myths of men are not your myths. Men's treasures are not yours.

I want to love all the children of God - Christian, Jew, Moslem, Hindu, Buddhist - everyone. I want to love gay Christians and straight Christians.

It's not so," I said. "And how long do you think it will sustain you, feeling and seeing and touching and tasting, if there is no love? No one with you?

Your quest is for darkness only. This sea is not your sea. The myths of men are not your myths. Men's treasures are not yours.

And I realized that I’d tolerated him this long because of self-doubt.

Goodnight sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your rest.

It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I found myself so vividly aware of him it was as if he had only just left the room and the ring of his voice were still there. And somehow, there was a disturbing comfort in that, and, despite myself, I’d envision his face.