Anyone can be gay - it's no accomplishment - but only I can be me.

As a lifelong pacifist, Quaker, and a gay man, I despair that gays and lesbians are expending energy trying to get into the military when they should be using that same energy getting rid of the military completely.

Divine fires do not blaze each day but an artist functions in their afterglow, hoping for their recurrence.

Sooner or later you've heard all your best friends have to say. Then comes the tolerance of real love.

If asked to list my ten favorite American fiction writers, Gail Godwin would be among them. In this, her latest . . . she evokes in a short book the long married life of two artists. Evenings at Five is a strong tale of love-after-death.

Arguably, no artist grows up: If he sheds the perceptions of childhood, he ceases being an artist.

The hardest of all the arts to speak of is music, because music has no meaning to speak of