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“I don't call it queerphobia, just like I don't call it transphobia or Islamophobia. To call anti-queer bigotry or anti-trans hatred or anti-Muslim racism a phobia is to grant that kind of ugliness some measure of validity by implying that there is something to be afraid of. A phobia is a phobia because there is an irrational degree of fear behind it, which presupposes that there is something to fear, and, there, the person with the phobia deserves a degree of compassion and understanding. I don't stand for that. Call it what it is: hate. Hate that leads to and calls for violence. Hate that has consequences for people, for real human beings and their lives.”

“The mindless ferocity of this man, and all those like him, their real loathing born of nothing more solid than insecurity and fear... it was a channel. Will knew that he had been gazing into the channel down which the powers of the Dark, if they gained their freedom, could ride in an instant to complete control of the earth. He was filled with a terrible anxiety, a sense of urgency for the Light, and knew that it would remain with him, silently shouting at him, far more vividly than the fading memory of a single bigot like Mr. Moore.”

“And the world will still be imperfect, because men are imperfect. Good men will still be killed by bad, or sometimes by other good men, and there will still be pain and disease and famine, anger and hate. But if you work and care and are watchful, as we have tried to be for you, then in the long run the worse will never, ever, triumph over the better. And the gifts put into some men, that shine as bright as Eirias the sword, shall light the dark corners of life for all the rest, in so brave a world.”

“...Henrique is very much alive. But the temptation to fantasize, to imagine the thousands of bloody and gruesome ways that her ex-husband could have met his end...She wonders how Kim is conceiving of it....Donna won't give her an explanation. She prefers instead that the stranger she lies to imagine and reimagine Henrique's death on their lunch breaks, their drives home. She comforts herself knowing that, at least, for the next few hours, Kim will be killing Henrique in their mind. A thousand tiny deaths.”

“The habit of hate is spreading like venom in a polarized world, pushing us to pick sides and label everything. We make someone wrong to feel right, truly believing our views are superior. We forget it is collective influences that have shaped our opinions. But hate is hate, no matter whom you hate. I do not wish for that to fester in me and become one of my life accumulations and habits.”