Today's unspeakable perversion is tomorrow's kink, is next week's good clean fun

The truly revolutionary promise of our nation's founding document is the freedom to pursue happiness-with-a-capital-H.

I really enjoy doing theater, but doing theater in Seattle is like dropping a brick in a bottomless well. It's gratifying, but it's almost like doing radio. It's ephemeral.

Is it adultery if I’m committing it at one end of a guy and he’s committing it at the other end of that same guy?

If sex isn't an important part of your marriage, you can't beef if your wife or husband does this unimportant thing with somebody else every once in a while, if you have no interest in it.

I do know this, though: I’m done pretending that the handful of racist gay white men out there—and they’re out there, and I think they’re scum—are a bigger problem for African Americans, gay and straight, than the huge numbers of homophobic African Americans are for gay Americans, whatever their color…I’ll eat my shorts if gay and lesbian voters went for McCain at anything approaching the rate that black voters went for Prop 8.

Books are magic: you never know where they're going to end up.