I was not "shoe." That's a misuse of the term "shoe," which is derived from "white shoe."

That's why I tried to kill myself when I was a student [in Yale]. I thought I was the only one there.

I don't write poetry for the New Yorker. My poems appear in the Nation, mostly.

I'm persona non grata at the New Yorker.

When one person mentors, two lives are changed.

Everyone disappoints [Larry Kramer]. So it's not a problem for him either way.

Another example of what I have to put up with from him. But there was a time I was mad at all my straight friends when AIDS was at its worst. I particularly hated the New Yorker, where Calvin [Trillin] has published so much of his work. The New Yorker was the worst because they barely ever wrote about AIDS. I used to take out on Calvin my real hatred for the New Yorker.