People are not heterosexual or homosexual, just sexual.

I am a stereotype. I am an effeminate man.

Though intelligence is powerless to modify character, it is a dab hand at finding euphemisms for its weaknesses.

The worst part of being gay in the twentieth century is all that damn disco music to which one has to listen.

I am told that you regret not what you did but what you didn't do; and so that's why I do everything, so as not to have any regrets.

My outlook was so limited that I assumed that all deviates were openly despised and rejected. Their grief and their fear drew my melancholy nature strongly. At first I only wanted to wallow in their misery, but, as time went by, I longed to reach its very essence. Finally I desired to represent it. By this process I managed to shift homosexuality from being a burden to being a cause. The weight lifted and some of the guilt evaporated.

It is explained that all relationships require a little give and take. This is untrue. Any partnership demands that we give and give and give and at the last, as we flop into our graves exhausted, we are told that we didn't give enough.