You're neither unnatural, nor abominable, nor mad; you're as much a part of what people call nature as anyone else; only you're unexplained as yet -- you've not got your niche in creation. ~ The Well of Loneliness, 1928

You're neither unnatural, nor abominable, nor mad; you're as much a part of what people call nature as anyone else; only you're unexplained as yet -- you've not got your niche in creation. ~ The Well of Loneliness, 1928

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

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.

Language is surely too small a vessel to contain these emotions of mind and body that have somehow awakened a response in the spirit.

Man could not live by darkness alone, one point of light he must have for salvation -- one point of light.