To Live In A Harmonious Balance Of

Charity Is A Cop-out So Traditionally Female In Its Apparent Self-effacement That There Seems Resonant Comfort In It. We're No Longer Supposed To Serve The Imaginations Of Men Who Have Dominated Us. We Are To Give Up Ourselves Instead To Those Whose Suffering Is Greater Than Our Own. Looking Down Is Just As Distorting As Looking Up And As Dangerous In Perpetuating Hierarchies.

Conventions, Like Clichés, Have A Way Of Surviving Their Own Usefulness.

Coming Out, All The Way Out, Is Offered More And More As The Political Solution To Our Oppression. The Argument Goes That, If People Could See Just How Many Of Us There Are, Some In Very Important Places, The Negative Stereotype Would Vanish Overnight. ...it Is Far More Realistic To Suppose That, If The Tenth Of The Population That Is Gay Became Visible Tomorrow, The Panic Of The Majority Of People Would Inspire Repressive Legislation Of A Sort That Would Shock Even The Pessimists Among Us.

I Was Very Frightened When I Turned Forty. I Suddenly Thought I Ought To Wake Up And Be Speaking With The Voice Of God.

This Desert Town Was Man's Own Miracle Of Pure Purposelessness.