I think that instinct, that storytelling instinct, rescued me most of my life.

I've always drawn on bits and pieces of my own life

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.

Don't listen when they scoff That you are too old and I am young, For I am old enough to know better And you are young enough not to care.

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.

Like I've always said, love wouldn't be blind if the braille weren't so damned much fun.

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 and whistle at pretty men in the street and to hell with anybody who thinks you're a damned fool!