Finally, fighting for gay rights, speaking out in various places and making friends, men and women, was great.

My dearest friend in the movement is Jack Nichols. If there were no such thing as gay or straight, we would still talk and share experiences till the end of time.

My father was a pedant and a bully who cared about nobody, and I was not to see him until I was eighteen.

It wouldn't have mattered to my mother if I married a black, was gay, lived in a commune or wore a dress.

The world will step aside for nearly anyone who has the courage of his of her opinions.

I felt like an apostle of the obvious and people imagined that I was doing something daring.

Men spend their whole lives showing that they're strong and silent. They fight for independence the way women struggle to connect.