It seems a lot of straight men need a word coach or a lawyer when it comes to discussing 'Sex and the City.'

Seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go, but it's comforting to know: the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away.

Let there be no mistake. A gay man alone could never begin to replicate the inner workings of the female mind.

It seems a lot of straight men need a word coach or a lawyer when it comes to discussing 'Sex and the City.'

I really enjoy women and I totally understand and applaud the diversity that they have in terms of their emotions and intellects and vulnerability and strengths.

Only two things change when you get older: the energy in your voice and the time of night you feel it's appropriate to call someone. In your 20s, people call at 2 a.m. and yell, 'Are you up?' into the answering machine. Now, someone calls after 8 p.m., and my boyfriend is like, 'Who is that? Who could be calling at this hour?'

I'm happiest in an empty church. I love the smell of a church.