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

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

As I said, men value their independence in a weird way, above practically everything.

My father, who was from a wealthy family and highly educated, a lawyer, Yale and Columbia, walked out with the benefit of a healthy push from my mother, a seventh grade graduate, who took a typing course and got a secretarial job as fast as she could.

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.

We have many cases of men committing suicide rather than face their own individuality. I know of no case of a woman who committed suicide because she was gay.

Men are actually the weaker sex.