Being a Boy Scout saved my life. I was a bookish, introverted kid, shy and withdrawn, unhappy and easily bullied. I was also gay, although I didn't know it yet. I should've been miserable. But being a scout got me out of myself and into the world.
Stories have the ability to take us inside all kinds of life.
I learned years ago that love could be temporary and still be love.
We’re happier when the assholes are villains.
There was no point in doing art if you were going to be second-rate.
Penicillin was as liberating for gay sex as the pill had been for straight sex.