We just want to walk. Our legs need to move to keep our minds from collapsing.

I was sixteen and equipped with the appropriate genitalia, so I cleared that hurdle nicely.

It is an awful thing to be betrayed by your body. And it’s lonely, because you feel you can’t talk about it.

I am here because of love.

You think fairy tales are only for girls? Here's a hint - ask yourself who wrote them. I assure you, it wasn't just the women. It's the great male fantasy - all it takes is one dance to know that she's the one. All it takes is the sound of her song from the tower, or a look at her sleeping face. And right away you know - this is the girl in your head, sleeping or dancing or singing in front of you. Yes, girls want their princes, but boys want their princesses just as much. And they don't want a very long courtships. They want to know immediately.

Little less than a promise, and a little more than a chance.

We'd said we'd keep in touch. But touch is not something you can keep; as soon as it's gone, it's gone. We should have said we'd keep in words, because they are all we can string between us--words on a telephone line, words appearing on a screen.