The World Hid Its Head In The

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

I Have Put My Pen At The Service Of Some Of The Most Persecuted And Misunderstood People In The World. So Far As I Know Nothing Of The Kind Has Ever Been Attempted Before In Fiction.

Man Could Not Live By Darkness Alone, One Point Of Light He Must Have For Salvation -- One Point Of Light.

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.

The Realization Of Great Mutual Love Can At Times Be So Overwhelming A Thing, That Even The Bravest Of Hearts May Grow Fearful.