“I knew I was really there, because I was the thing his arms encircled, the thing his love defined.”

“I may not know what my heart truly holds, but who does? I think we're all mysteries, even to ourselves.”

“I'm perfectly natural the way I am. Why can't you humans ever understand that I might not want to be afflicted with gender?”

“Then, one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...you give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you...”

“We need to help people to discover the true meaning of love. Love is generally confused with dependence. Those of us who have grown in true love know that we can love only in proportion to our capa...”

“In part, that's because when we delay marriage, it's not just women who become independent. It's also men, who, like women, learn to clothe and feed themselves, to clean their homes iron their shir...”

“...wanting soul life without the dark, warming intelligence of personal doubt is like expecting an egg without the brooding heat of the mother hen.”

“Because his art is sucha difficult one, the writer is not likely to advance in the worldas visibly as do his neighbors: while his best friends from highschool or college are becoming junior partner...”

“perfection is a form of fear”

“I preach there are all kinds of truth, your truth and somebody else's, but behind all of them, there's only one truth and that is that there is no truth... No truth behind all truths is what I and ...”

“Here must thou be, O man,Strength to thyself no helper hast thou here Here keepest thou thy individual state:No other can divide with thee this work,No secondary hand can interveneTo fashion this ...”

“A life of joy awaits the man who sits alone quietly in a room and determines what he himself believes rather than simply adopting the values of another.”