It was as though in these last minutes together - when they had so much to say - they could say nothing of the least significance, for fear it open the floodgates.

I've never worked where it was hard to be gay. Besides, being gay is a spectacular irrelevance to getting on with your life.

I'm a poet,' the young man said, 'And it's my job to remember the sadness of things.

After all, where can the glorious, the goofy, and the god-like stand shoulder to shoulder?

Behind their eyes the hope was sickening and in many, dead. They lived from event to event with a subtle terror of the gap between, filling up their lives with distractions to avoid the emptiness where curiosity should have been.

I've always thought that sex and horror belonged together.

..She had that brand of pragmatism that would find her the first brewing tea after Armageddon.