When you need to hold onto something, you should. Whatever gets you through, take it.

There are few things harder than being born into the wrong body.

You are happy even if you are afraid to admit it.

I hope that George doesn't internalize her scare tactics. I want to argue with her, tell her that "sins of the flesh" is just a control mechanism -- if you demonize a person's pleasure, then you can control his or her life. I can't say how many times this tool has been wielded against me, in a variety of forms. But I see no sin in a kiss. I only see sin in the condemnation.

We hold hands as we walk through town. If anybody notices, nobody cares. I know we all like to think of the heart as the center of the body but at this moment, every conscious part of me is in the hand that he holds. It is through that hand, that feeling, that I experience everything else.

There is no such thing as no choice. There is always a choice. The only question is whether it's a bearable one.

Family, like arsenic, works best in small doses...unless you prefer to die.