in this world there is only toleration for the so-called normal.

What a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homes—free to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.

[On homosexuality:] Our love may be faithful even unto death and beyond - yet the world will call it unclean.

in this world there is only toleration for the so-called normal.

clothes, after all, are a form of self-expression.

The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.

Life's not all beer and skittles