Men and women were declared equal one morning and everybody could divorce each other by postcard

In sex one wants or does not want. And the grief, the sorrow of life is that one cannot make or coerce or persuade the wanting, cannot command it, cannot request it by mail order or finagle it through bureaucratic channels.

Everybody believes in psychiatry it's supposed to be for our own good. Let psychiatry prove that anybody has an illness, and I'd concede, but there is no physical proof.

Homosexuality was invented by a straight world dealing with its own bisexuality. But finding this difficult, and preferring not toadmit it, it invented a pariah state, a leper colony for the incorrigible whose very existence, when tolerated openly, was admonition to all. We queers keep everyone straight as whores keep matrons virtuous.

They are more beautiful than anything in the world, kinetic sculptures, perfect form in motion.

The involuntary character of psychiatric treatment is at odds with the spirit and ethics of medicine itself.

No one should be adored, it's fundamentally immoral.