Some people are that - more than a parent, more than a role model, more than anything less than a religion.

I don't think I'm gay. I don't think I'm straight. I think I'm just slutty. Where's my parade?

I think sex is really about the self, and really a self-reflection.

Success is meaningless if you can't sleep at night because of harsh things said, petty secrets sharpened against hard and stony regret, just waiting to be plunged into the soft underbelly of a 'friendship.'

The only thing that was sort of Asian [as a role model] was Hello Kitty. I don't want to model myself after Hello Kitty. She has no mouth.

I grew up a witness to gay politics in its early days. I remember seeing Harvey Milk and been moved by him.

Things that are in "bad taste" are often renegade and rebellious. They go against the status quo, and the laws of decorum and modesty. And that can be really thrilling.