Hope never abandons you, you abandon it.
Man created God in his image: intolerant, sexist, homophobic and violent.
Coming out to gays is a way of affirming sanity and self-worth.
I felt like an apostle of the obvious and people imagined that I was doing something daring.
I'm really not an avowed heterosexual. I'm no more proud of it than of being white or tall.
It wouldn't have mattered to my mother if I married a black, was gay, lived in a commune or wore a dress.
What worse illness can there be than acute conventionality. You should pray every night that you don't wake up with it.
My dearest friend in the movement is Jack Nichols. If there were no such thing as gay or straight, we would still talk and share experiences till the end of time.
I try not to deal with people's hostility, though I must if they have something I need from them, as the professors did at Columbia or my landlord did.
I didn't grow up with any concept of people being deviants unless they mistreated others.
My father, who was from a wealthy family and highly educated, a lawyer, Yale and Columbia, walked out with the benefit of a healthy push from my mother, a seventh grade graduate, who took a typing course and got a secretarial job as fast as she could.
No man wants to feel that he's there because of his woman's biological clock or because he's filling a job opening for husband or significant other.
